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It was a combination of expressions that included rage, indignation, and menace. I laughed. Joseph Fox. The so-called hero of this world. His grudge with me began in college when I rejected his pursuit and also when Quince hurt his leg. A comment in bright red floated in front of me. [You killed the hero! Jerk! You'll die a tragic death!] I sniggered. A tragic death? Of course, that would not happen. I looked up at the sky as it fluttered away, pixel by pixel. When I woke up again, I was lying in the lounge area. Quince stood in front of me. He looked a little exhausted. His eyes were bloodshot. He clearly had not slept for quite some time.

Confused, I froze in my tracks. Marcus turned around, he limped and he did so. “Really Logan? I thought you would have been smarter than this. Did you really think that I would leave myself exposed?” I growled, keeping my eyes on him. “Pathetic.” More laughter filled the air. “Just like Veronica. A useless… Pathetic… Mutt…”

"I have experienced many things; it's just that since entering my own house, many despicable people have underestimated me; if only it were in the past, maybe I would not hesitate to eliminate them." Victor paused, waiting in curiosity for the next sentence he wanted to hear from his most respected superior. "The insults I received should have stopped on the first day, when a hotel doorman dared to look down on me, but Diego appears, and I see that his rank is higher in this hotel; again, a man of honor seems to also look down on me." Julian paused his sentence, then looked at the guards, who had also belittled him earlier. "Now, look at them, Victor." He continued while pointing one by one

Crystal clear. No blur, no mistake. And beneath it was one sentence. “Pretty nun. Do you think God forgives sluts?” The air inside the room vanished completely. I heard Annette gasp softly behind me. Vanessa cursed under her breath. But Elara, she looked like she was about to break. And that alone made something violent rise inside me. Slowly, I lifted my eyes back to the message. Then another notification entered immediately after. A video file. My expression darkened instantly.

" I don't care what you and your idiotic friends do, I want no part in it " " you are so f****** boring," Sebastian said rolling his eyes at his brother. " this is going to be fun, I promise. and even if we don't manage to get out, I heard some of the female staff are hanging by the walls today. we could have fun with them "

“You’d not make it more than an inch in this place before you’re dead.” “Want to make a bet?” Massimo counters. “ I can guarantee I’m quicker than your weapons system.” I continue to watch as he lifts a foot and then attacks, causing the door to groan from impact while the one on the other end of the screen's eyes grow wide. “One,” Massimo snarls. “You going to open up?” “No,” the voice snaps. “Go ahead and get yourself killed; I don’t give a damn.” “Then I will. TWO!”

Memories of QuickShot's new slime arrow breaking apart and practically throwing me out of her room charge into my head. "I can't use those," QuickShot says. "We're trapped."

Mirabella turned back to meet her boss gaze fixed on her and for lots of reason she felt uncomfortable, she was still wondering why she had been called back until she heard him say something like a quote 'The hardest decisions of life, most times are the right decisions.' Mateo said to her but she got more confused as she herself could not read his facial expressions, he was saying something else but his expressions was saying another thing entirely.

Same slow sip of coffee by Corvin’s fire. Like GIFs set to repeat forever. No deviations. No surprises. I clenched the pen in my hand. “No more cages dressed as mercy,” I said. My voice sounded small in the white space, but it landed. The shards closest to me trembled at the edges, pixels fuzzing for half a second before snapping back. Freedom over lies. For all of us. Even if they screamed. Even if they hated me. If they were going to hate someone, I’d rather it be me than the game.

“ What do you think? He said smirking. “ You know what, I‘m tired of your bullshit Mr. Rebel; if you want, we can take it outside, I’m not scared of you. Let me tell you, don’t underestimate me cause you don’t know what I’m incapable of ” “ Little I will destroy you, with a blink of an eye”