Revenge After Death

As I stood in the control room, a shiver ran down my spine. It enveloped my entire body. An excruciating headache gripped me, and a piercing ring echoed in my ears.

The overwhelming dizziness caused me to lose my balance, and I tumbled to the ground.

I noticed a switch on the control room floor, and Benjamin had placed a note on it that read "Exit". He placed the actual exit in his control room, revealing that he never intended to keep himself alive from the start.

I lay on the ground, my heart heavy with an indescribable feeling. Was it sadness or simply discomfort? It was as if something was on the verge of bursting out of my heart...

The secret room also fell into silence. After ten minutes had passed and the light came on for three seconds, Steven swiftly pressed the mechanism inside. The door to the secret room reopened, allowing them to climb out through the exit under the roller coaster.

Everyone lay on the ground, feeling fortunate to have survived. They were breathing rapidly. Zion quickly counted the remaining people and forcefully pulled the killer from inside to the ground.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

The man appeared disoriented, his entire being trembling. It was evident that he had endured a prolonged period of confinement, rendering him somewhat deranged. "I was wrong. I shouldn't have treated you like that, I shouldn't have done that..."

He appeared to be unhinged, repeatedly insisting that he was aware of his wrongdoing.

I exited the control room, feeling a slight weakness in my legs. I said in a hoarse voice. "Benjamin is dead. The exit is in the control room..."

Zion glanced at me, a wave of relief washing over his face. "Howard has passed away."

Nearly everyone on the orphanage's list had died, except Yasmin and the man named Taylor. Honestly, this man named Taylor was seemingly invisible. He was so fortunate to still be alive. It was sheer luck. His complexion was deathly pale, an indication that he had perhaps sensed that his death was coming. I remembered that on the murderer's Death List, Taylor was second only to Yasmin. In other words, after Yasmin died, Taylor was next in line.

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me." The man who was being dragged out pleaded, his spirit shattered. He cried and begged for mercy, showing the depth of his desperation.

Benjamin mentioned that this man was the principal of the special needs school. Following the injury that left Benjamin with broken legs, he was enrolled in a special needs school as part of his settlement. The charity committed to supporting him. until he completed college.

He believed that leaving the orphanage would mark a fresh start and that everything would improve However, he encountered nothing but malevolence from everyone he met. This was why he lost faith in this world and humanity.

Zion kicked the principal with a frown. "I recognize him. A few years back, I worked with my superior on a case involving the discovery of corpses during construction at a special needs school's playground.

"Despite being identified as the culprit, he was ultimately exonerated due to a psychiatric diagnosis certificate. He was consequently confined to an asylum."

Eason frowned. "I've heard about

that case too This bastard was a pervert and had a preference for students with physical disabilities. When a student tried to resist and call the police, he violently killed them and buried their body in the playground."

The principal, who was fat and greasy, was still shaking and covered in blood. He admitted, "I know I made a mistake. I know it's unacceptable..."

I sneered and turned around. "Let's leave. We need to get out of here as soon as possible."

Suddenly, the strange voice echoed in the corridor once more. "Click! Have you ever experienced despair? Do you know what true despair is? Welcome to... the 14th floor."

I halted and glanced back at Steven. Indeed, there was more than one murderer. Benjamin was merely one of them. There was a gamer, a manipulator, a murderer, and a victim.

Michael walked over with a look of concern, wanting to make sure that I was not injured. "Are you okay?"

But before he could finish speaking, Steven forcefully bumped him against the wall. He ran over, glaring at Michael with caution.

Michael took a deep breath, clearly restraining his anger. He couldn't allow his anger to show in front of me, so he had no choice but to suppress it and massage his temples. "Steven, stop behaving like a child!"