Revenge After Death

"Stephie!"

Steven was yelling. He wanted to stop me, but Eason was hugging his legs, holding him back.

Dragging the ax Joel left on the floor, I made my way down the hall.

I stepped on the tiles one by one as though I knew that those weren't a trap.

Upon closer inspection, the trap was right above where the dominos fell.

I walked toward the center and looked up at the projector. Furious, I smashed it.

The projector was destroyed. The girl who was projected slowly blurred and then disappeared.

However, she soon reappeared from the projector on the right.

"Congratulations, Stephie. You've learned how to be angry."

She was mocking me.

She was trying to provoke me.

I broke one projector after another before slumping listlessly on the floor.

After all the projectors were gone, the bloody head on the floor slowly dissipated as well.

It was a hologram; it wasn't actually Rachel's head.

But I had to admit, they actually managed to anger me.

I got up and started axing the floor, trying to create an opening. I desperately clawed at the tiles until my hands bled.

"Rachel..." I cried, my tears dripping onto the tiles.

"Rach!" I screamed and cried her name as I tried to pry the tiles open like a madwoman.

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Steven pushed Eason aside. He followed the marks on the floor and made his way over. He tried to stop me but was pushed aside.

I felt numb as my tears fell onto the ground.

Through the gap, I could see Rachel down the abyss. She was barely alive, and she looked as though she was about to drown in a pool of blood. Yet, I couldn't save her.

"Have you lost all hope, Stephie? Does it feel suffocating?" The voice rang out again. "You're human, and humans have feelings and desires." Hopeless?

Was this what hopelessness felt like?

I pounded on the floor with fists as Steven tightly embraced me from the back.

I watched through the gap between the tiles as Rachel was swallowed by the red pool of blood.

I couldn't save her.

This was what despair felt like.

"This is just the beginning, Stephanie... You've just lost friend. Soon, you'll lose a lot more,"

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The people behind the incident on the 14th floor were after me all along!

"Come out! I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!" I screamed

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I wanted to kill someone.

I wanted to kill her...

My entire body was shaking. I couldn't hold back my tears.

The time I spent with Rachel all these years flashed in my head.

"If we never end up getting married, let's spend the rest of our lives together, Stephie.

"Stephie... I don't want to get married. I want to spend my days with you.

"What's so great about Michael, Stephie? Can you not like him anymore? "Let's go shopping, Stephie.

"Hi, Stephanie. My name is Rachel Qualls. I just transferred here too.

"We'll be classmates from now on. Can we be friends?

"Stephanie?"

I cried out in despair, my entire body shaking.

Steven stayed silent and held me tightly. He could feel my pain.

Even if I didn't say a single thing, he was the one who was the most attuned to my feelings.

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And Steven was the only one who understood me. "I'm here, Stephie," he comforted me with a hoarse voice.

He was the one who told me he'd always be there for me.