And Then There Were Two Mga Nobela at Kwento

The woman in the red dress struggled to breathe and absorb what was going on about her. She sensed emotions of tragedy, anguish and desperation all around. Her head was heavy, she was breathless like something heavy had been pushed down on her, and her consciousness was fading. Focus, Focus! she told herself.

And then Nothing.

They'd just take up space. The End

"Okay then, it's the two of us." ***

And they had zero regrets. **The End.**

Cameron whispered, “Brandon… look.” One screen was different. It showed a countdown. 00:27 00:26 00:25 Another timer. And below it? A label. PHASE TWO STARTING. Cameron grabbed my hand. “Bran… what the hell is Phase Two?” I stared at the screens. At the countdown. At the hallway we just escaped. And I had no answer at all.

Guests could wait. THE END *****************************

For there was no one who was as good as them. THE END