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But as he listened to them whisper about the next phase of the merger, George knew one thing for certain. George Kendrick, who entered that car three hours ago, was dead. And the man driving it was just a ghost, waiting for the end of the world.

George who had already left the dark knight club for an emergency surgery at the hospital..... had just got free after fulfilling his duty in the operation theatre, when Nick called him. When earlier that day Zieve told Morgan, Terry and George about his doubt regarding his drinks being spiked in Nick's birthday party, they thought it wasn't possible and Zieve's blood report will come normal. They were sure that nothing would come apart from the presence of alcohol and that, Zieve might be overthinking. Never in their wildest dream they had expected it to come out true. George told Nick to wait for him as he would be heading back immediately. Nick assured him that they would be waiting for h

Not after she put my friend in such a condition. “T-the wizard w-who made the potion can surely reverse it.” “Where is he?” I let go of her. But as soon as I asked, she smirked. “That’s the thing though. That wizard already died…” ‘You… Don’t you dare play with me! If–” “I am not lying! He is really dead!” That instantly made me weak. I was about to punish Nancy when I heard Albert start whimpering through our mindlink. “I think I'm going to die…Can't I see you once more before it...little princess?” he complained. His voice was already weak.

“I just remembered how Samuel tried to teach you how to defend yourself.” Tim laughed mildly and added, “He left me in the middle of nowhere when he was supposed to defend me.” They laughed again and subsequently, Tim spoke, “I feel we can rebuild your father's dilapidated house. What do you think?” “No, Boss. I will not have him live in that house alone. The witch will kill him,” George refuted at once. “I understand how you feel but the witch is dead?” “Dead. How do you know?” “The wandering albatrosses killed her. That was why she did not come out until we left.”

It wαs like the room hαd turned into α whirlwind of relief αnd tension‚ everyone tαlking αt once‚ everyone smiling through misty eyes. “About George αnd Sophie…?” Ryαn finαlly αsked‚ looking αt Dαd. The room fell quiet immediαtely. Dαd took α deep breαth‚ his jαw tight. “They were declαred deαd. The explosion… their bodies were αlmost unrecognizαble.”

The sound of tearing flesh echoed in her ears as she fell to her knees, her eyes wide with fright and disbelief. She felt a sudden pain in her chest and reached for it, only to find her hand covered in blood. Her heart had been ripped out from behind, just like her father's. She gasped for air, trying to cling to life, but it was too late. Her body convulsed and then went still, her lifeless eyes staring straight at Drakken. George crouched down and reached out to gently close Gwendolyn's lifeless eyes with his hand. The peaceful expression on her face only made it harder for him to accept that she was gone.

He said, his one word almost making me cough. “No?” “No. They didn't live.” He stared straight into my eyes. “What didn't live?” “Ginny and Kevin. They died two days after your death.” I gasped, “How… How did you…?” How the hell did he even know what I was talking about? “Because I killed them with my own hands.”

She spat, bitterness making her heart heavy. "What makes you so sure that he is dead? You didn't see his body, did you?" Aurora's heart missed a beat, George was trying to mess with her head. Of course, Sammie was dead! He had been burnt beyond recognition but the doctor had confirmed that the body was Sammie's, the body had been found in the same room Sammie's operation took place. "Just shut up!" A slow smirk crept across George's face, he could tell she didn't buy his words a single bit. Well, she was about to receive the shock of her life, he thought.

It wasn't a surprise. It was a Death Certificate. Name of Deceased: Leo Williams. Date of Death: Seven days ago. Cause of Death: Complications due to prolonged respiratory failure and delayed medical intervention. The world tilted. The twinkling fairy lights turned into mocking, jagged sparks. The scent of jasmine became the cloying smell of a funeral parlor. "No," Harry gasped, dropping to his knees on the manicured grass. "No, the doctor said... he said he was fine..."

But George didn’t respond or move. The warriors opened the dungeon, carried George inside, and were about to put him down on the floor next to Leo. Leo reached out his hand, trying to touch George, trying to feel his pulse, but he couldn’t reach him. The warriors dropped George on the floor, and George’s head hit the ground with a thud. Sweat coated Leo’s palms, and he felt a wave of pain. “No! No, no! Cuz, please don’t die! Don’t leave me alone with these monsters!” Leo cried, but it was of no use. George wasn’t responding. He couldn’t believe that Alicia and Rick had killed him, despite claiming to love him.