Revenge After Death

Rachel feared that Zion and the others would be in danger.

Steven shook his head. "No... I've killed all the others."

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I searched the entire room but couldn't find any clues left by the designer. There ought to be hidden clues in every room, but they seemed to be missing here.

I furrowed my brows and looked up at the ceiling. Indeed, the downlights were arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper. "An imaginary line drawn between Dubhe and Merak points directly to the North Star, indicating the direction of true north."

I carefully traced the extension line and discovered the true north direction. "The corresponding one is south... We need to move this door now."

I pointed to the door to the south and then carefully stepped on the floor tiles directly under the extension line. As expected, the wall shifted. I let out a relieved breath.

Then, I turned almost reflexively and smiled at Steven. It felt as if I was seeking recognition and commendation. I was stunned for a moment after behaving so childishly.

Steven smiled at me, made his way over with the support of the wall, and embraced me. "I may be a bit dirty, but I hope you won't mind."

"I won't," I said, shaking my head.

Steven laughed heartily and said, "That's good... Whatever you do is just fine."

I thought Steven was acting silly, but I still patted him on the back and assured him, "I'll get you out of here."

"Okay." Without any hesitation, Steven promptly followed my lead.

Finally, when we moved the last wall, we discovered the exit leading to the 15th floor.

"Stephie... They didn't make it out, did they..." Rachel held my wrist. Overwhelmed by her emotions, her red eyes were filled with worry. It was unclear whether Zion and the others had made it out alive.

"They haven't found this exit yet." I looked at the clean stairs and shook my head. If they had come out. earlier and there were so many people, the stairs would not be so flawlessly clean.

"Can we wait for them?" Rachel pleaded with me in a hushed tone, afraid that I might decline.

I shifted my gaze to Steven, waiting to hear his opinion. If he wanted to go first, I might not wait.

Steven held my hand and said coquettishly, "Stephie... I'm so tired."

I sat on the stairs and motioned for him to lay his head on my lap. "Get some rest. We'll wait for them."

Upon hearing my answer, Rachel felt

more relieved. With teary eyes, she stood there and prayed, anxiously hoping they would come out soon. The longer they stayed inside, the more dangerous it would be.

"Stephie, have you remembered everything?" Steven whispered as he leaned into my arms.

"Not... everything," I said, shaking my head and furrowing my brows with a mix of emotions.

Steven let out a sigh of relief, his face

into a comforting

Smileything is alright nonet

There's no need to dwell

Whit."

"Are you afraid I'll remember everything?" I gazed down at him.

Steven looked away for a moment and then began acting again. "Stephie, my arm hurts so much. I was bitten."

I instinctively ripped his clothes, but I was shocked by what I saw. "You..."

How did he manage to hang on? There were bite marks on his arm, and the flesh was stained crimson.

"We must leave as soon as possible," I said firmly, my heart filling with anger.

Regardless of the mastermind's intentions, if someone harmed my beloved, they deserved nothing less than death.