Revenge After Death

"They're too stupid," I said with a raised brow. I knelt on the floor and analyzed the ground.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Since it's a moving maze, the walls and the floor must have some visible gap.

Based on the events on the 17th floor, some programs, like the timed poisonous gas release, the lights going off and the moving maze, must have been put in place beforehand.

Steven went ahead and cleared parts of the obstacles along the way for us. Unfortunately, the killer was amongst us.

Naturally, he wouldn't let us pass so easily. He still had other cards to play.

So, the killer drew a bloody arrow without anyone noticing, leading everyone to walk unsuspectingly into a dangerous area.

There was screaming and hissing noises from the other side of the wall.

As expected, they were in danger.

"Snake! There's a snake!"

Rachel hit the wall repeatedly in panic.

"Zion! Are you guys okay?"

There was no response.

They were obviously too occupied to reply.

"Do you know how to open this wall, Stephie?" She glanced at me nervously.

"Why would I do that?" I stared at her quizzically. "If I do that, we'll die too."

We're only safe because they're inside.

"I can bring you to safety now that they're occupied."

I got up and walked to a wall with a gap and knocked on it. It was actually a movable wall. "Follow me."

She stared at me in disbelief. "What's wrong, Stephie? Zion and Joel and the rest of them are inside... We..."

"What good can the pair of us do? Why would you put your life on the line if it's not a 100 percent chance?"

I didn't really know what went on in Rachel's head.

If we can't save them, wouldn't going in just get yourself killed? Instead of doing that, wouldn't it be better if we just left now? What's wrong with that? Rachel stared at me blankly and slowly backed up.

"You're not Stephie... Who are you?"

My face fell and I raised a brow at her.

"The maze's walls move at random. They triggered the mechanism. We can't enter right now.

"So, you should follow me and get out of here. We'll find the exit and wait for them downstairs."

She looked at me as if she was slightly afraid. She gripped the dagger in her hand firmly.

It was like she was certain I wasn't Stephanie.

I didn't want to waste my breath. "Follow me if you don't want to die. Eason might not be the brightest, but it's not completely impossible to escape. "Besides... Joel is there. They won't die."

She hesitated for a moment before following me anyway.

I walked to the edge of the wall and found the trigger for the mechanism. Then, I stepped on it firmly.

The person who designed this maze

was a genius. Using a brick tile as a

trigger made it easy for

unsuspecting people to step on it by

accident. This activated the

mechanism earlier and moved the

walls. .

I brought Rachel to another space. It was so white it didn't seem like there was a single speck of dust.

We'd just entered when the walls moved again and locked us into a different space.

"Stay where you are and don't move," I warned.

She did as she was told.

I took my knife and stabbed the gap in the tile hard. The knife was bloody was I pulled it out. There was a mangled scream coming from the ground as well.

I scoffed.

That lunatic. What in earth did he have down there?"

As soon as I pick the wrong path, whatever that was below would swarm out. Then, me and Rachel would probably be reduced to nothing but bones.

"Stephie... what's... down there?" Her voice trembled as she asked.

Evidently, she'd also felt that there was something below us.

"Rats..." I answered coldly. "If I pick the wrong trigger, then we'll both die."

There were man-eating rats below us.

Rachel swallowed. The sweat on her forehead dampened her hair.

"Stay where you are and don't move.

If you

won't save and trigger the t

e you." I shot her a warning

look. Then, I backed up against the

Wall.

Rachel didn't even dare to breathe heavily.

"Stephie..." She was slightly afraid there was nothing she feared more than rats.

I shot her a signal to keep quiet before slowly lowering myself to the ground.

On the white and flawless ground, I drew a flat map of the maze, with the exit in the center.

The exit on this floor was located in the center.