Revenge After Death

Chapter 666

I stared in shock at Michael, who had just returned. "Isn't she Ms. Ewing?"

He rushed toward me and pulled me into his embrace. "It's all my fault, Stephie. Ms. Ewing couldn't take it and lost her mind. I'll take care of it. Just listen to me.'

Stunned, I watched them drag Ms. Ewing away. She lost her mind?

She asked me not to take the medicine because they were changing me? What did that mean?

"Go to the basement," Ms. Ewing mouthed those words to me before she was dragged into a car.

She asked me to go to the basement.

I stood numbly in place. I couldn't register any of Michael's comforting words in my mind.

What kind of secret was hidden in the basement?

"Go back to sleep, Stephie." Michael took my hand and led me back to the living room. He only left after seeing me head upstairs.

I stood on the balcony, watching his car drive away into the distance once again.

Ms. Ewing's escape the work he had

felt confused. Why did I feel that everything and everyone around me was fake, as if everything in my life was a

to the basement after

go to.

was dimly lit. I couldn't tell if it was because of the old wiring or if someone had deliberately cut the power, leaving

thinking I lifted my foot and crushed the

felt numb both physically and

down at the lifeless rat on the ground and took a deep breath. I backed away in fear and bumped into a cabinet

I just kill a

onto the ground. Its contents were scattered out, containing

down and looked at the photos on the ground. Among them was an old photo with a woman who looked

on the mountain, looking happy as the young man

woman

delicate handwriting behind

Sarah Leigh... Andy Lincoln...

hurt so bad. For some reason, I found

mostly photos of Andy and Sarah, as well as photos of only Sarah

handwritten notes showed a young woman's innocent hopes for love and her dreams for