Novel & Cerita Dead Among Us Characters

Kayson walked out of the thick smoke, his face covered in ashes. He had used his energy to protect his body in time, but he still sustained some injuries. “What a malicious man who detonated himself!” muttered Kayson. He was injured but not too severely. “Sir…” The Allens, Wolfendens, Ian, and Chuck looked at Steelification Doyen, whose body was already a charred, bloody mess. ‘Steelification Doyen is dead!’ ‘How did this happen!?’

“The suspect in the killings of 1023 people has turned himself in, Ares Coleman. Last week he was reported dead along with Achilles Coleman, due to an accident, when they fell into the cliff and the car exploded with the impact.” It feels like my world stopped for a moment seeing Ares alive, he still has some bruises on his face and body, and I don’t know why hope suddenly emerged in my chest. I’m sure it was Ares, because of the tattoo on his arms, but the fact that he was alive is giving me aspiration that maybe Achilles was alive too.

Zayn laid hold of his shirt and snared, "Who the fvck are you all?" He laughed and sniffed with blood running out of his nose, "We are the revolution" He slowly let go of the body to the ground and the man was gone. He was dead. Zayn turned and his eyes met with that of Allegra whose fist was tightened. She said to him, "Another dead end, these guys keep dying like it's nothing" "It sounds strange but they die after saying, Hail, Alpha Ajax. Like an activator for the death or something"

He paused, his ex‍pressio⁠n dar⁠kening. “Casualt​ies,‌” he⁠ continue‍d. “Two dead, fifteen inj⁠ured most of whom you’ve already hea⁠led.​ The dead are Marcus Dane, young‌ enforcer, twen‌ty-three yea‍rs ol‍d, an⁠d El⁠ara Ch⁠en, heale​r’s assi‌stant​,​ thirty-one.”

“You are right.” Tjeck nods, determination shining in his eyes. “You need to figure this out, Thorn. I’ll head back and tell Amber you’re okay. She was worried sick about you.” “Thanks, Tjeck,” I say, feeling a swell of gratitude for my friend. “Keep her close. We need to be a united front.” “Oh… and Adis is alive… Zombie is the one who died.” He suddenly says. I blink like a confused owl. “Say what?”

While stroking the ice-cold gravestone with tears streaming down my face, I said, "Come back to me and be my child in your next life, okay?" Zachary kept me company during my unborn child's burial. Then, he brought me home. Peter was crouched at my door, waiting for us. I rolled my eyes at him. I questioned, "What are you doing here?" He fell to his knees and begged, "Let's talk in private. I won't bother you anymore moving forward." Helplessly, I pointed toward a café some distance away and said, "Let's go there." Peter fixed his eyes on me as I drank my cup of coffee. He remained silent.

With reddened eyes, she yelled, "John Xander, don't you dare lay a finger on Henry! I was trying to be polite with you, but it seems politeness doesn't work on you!" Five security guards surrounded me. "You have been gone for four years! Who knows if you ran off because you committed a crime! I didn't call the police! I only declared you dead! This is the most I can do! "You're now legally a dead man! I was just trying to be nice to you! In fact, even if you die here now, no one will know!" Turns out, all these years that I was in North Westonia on my classified mission, my wife thought that I was a fugitive on the run.

He doubles over, and I take the opportunity to land an elbow to the back of his neck making him drop to the floor. “Are you ready to die like your friend?” I ask. “Fuck you bitch. You can’t win against our army. Scàthach will triumph and you will all die.” “Ew, can we not do the villain monologue? It’s so annoying and cliché.” I say before I extend my claws and rip his heart out through his back. That was seriously badass and gross, all at the same time. Hey, he’s dead, his friend is dead, and Wyatt is dead. That’s all that matters.

He inserted his dick into me and began to move fast and rough movements. When he did what he wanted, he left me motionless on the floor. "Hope you die slowly and painfully, bitch." he said and spat at me. The only thing I could see was that his partner Michael was standing up. Apparently the wound was only superficial. "Tom .." "Come on, Mike, let's get out of here. This bitch is dead anyway," he looked at me, knowing I was on the verge of death. They left me to die alone and helpless in that shack. He killed my husband in front of me. I stood there for hours, praying to die.

His blood splattered all over his bedsheets as his body slowly fell down the floor. Aaron Parker was dead. Just like Cyrus Sylvester planned. ___________________________________