Revenge After Death (Michael and Stephanie) novel Chapter 382

I anxiously searched but found nothing.

Just as I sat on the ground, consumed by despair and helplessness, I heard a distinct "click". It was followed by the sound of an iron door opening and footsteps echoing down the corridor.

My nerves instantly tensed up. Did someone find the key and leave so quickly? Who could it be?

"Who is out there? Who has left? Please, help us! Where did you find the key? Help us!" The commotion outside grew louder as everyone began shouting.

The footsteps grew increasingly slower, as though he were attentively listening to something.

"Thud, thud, thud." Suddenly, the person outside started banging on the iron door with sticks. Everyone fell silent, curious to know what he was up to.

After everyone had stayed quiet, he called out, "Stephie..."

The voice was hoarse and filled with panic. It was Steven! He was searching for me.

I forcefully slammed the door. "Steve! Steve! I'm here!"

I heard the sound of his footsteps approaching, and soon he was sprinting towards me in a state of panic.

"Click." Another sound echoed as someone else had opened the iron door.

"Damn it! Enough with the hocus-pocus! You're going to make me late for my college entrance exam." The cursing voice belonged to Joel.

I felt an overwhelming mix of surprise and panic. With tears streaming down my face, I desperately banged on the door in fear. "Steve, I'm terrified."

Steven's anxious voice could be heard outside the door. "Stephie, don't be afraid. Take a deep breath and listen to me. Don't be scared. Calm yourself down."

I listened to him, took a deep breath, and remained silent.

"Hasn't she come out yet? How foolish!" Joel approached as well. His voice trembled slightly with concern, though he masked it with feigned disgust and indifference.

As soon as the door was opened, I caught sight of Steven. Without hesitation, he reached out and enveloped me in his embrace, holding me tightly.

I couldn't breathe for a moment. It was like I could understand the words written on the wall. "If I have been dwelling in darkness, please don't expose me to the light."

What was written was absolutely correct. If I were to find myself crawling in fear through the darkness, I would undoubtedly feel immense gratitude and heavily depend on the individual who illuminated my path, granting me the ability to perceive the light.

"Click." Another sound resonated through the long, narrow, and deep corridor, signaling the opening of the door.

Our attention was immediately captivated by it. The person who walked out was Michael. He stood there with a frown, his expression exuding displeasure, and emitting an icy air.

I was utterly astonished. If Steven and I were both players in the game, Joel was the implicated outsider, and Yasmin herself was on the Death List, then what about Michael? Why was he present as well?

Was the murderer planning to kill every single one of us? Were we all just pawns in this twisted game? How many secrets lay concealed behind this serial murder case?