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.

he had to

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

the basement after

Ms. Ewing wanted me to go to. So, I decided to head straight to the third level, making

lit. I couldn't tell if it was because of the old wiring or if someone

thinking I lifted my foot and crushed the scurrying

felt numb both physically and

and took a deep breath. I backed away in fear and bumped

just kill a

ground. Its contents were scattered out, containing some books, old photos, and also some

on the ground. Among them was an old photo with a woman who

the mountain, looking happy as the young

woman

photo over and saw the delicate handwriting behind it. It said, "A memento

Sarah Leigh... Andy Lincoln...

For some reason, I found

ground. They were mostly photos of Andy and Sarah,

handwritten notes showed a young woman's innocent hopes