Revenge After Death (Michael and Stephanie) novel Chapter 396

It took me a while to open my eyes. It hurt so much I couldn't breathe.

"Don't touch me…"

My arms hurt.

My legs hurt.

Everywhere hurt.

Joel loosened his hand.

Michael marched over with a worried expression as well.

"Do you still remember who pushed you down the stairs?" He asked nervously.

I shook my head. "It was too dark."

However, I had every reason to believe that the one who pushed me had wanted Michael dead.

I'd pushed him aside at the very first minute. Then… I was shoved down the stairs.

Apart from me and Michael, there was definitely someone else on that floor.

"Who was the last one to come down? Did any of you see?" I asked in pain.

Joel shook his head. "I panicked as soon as I saw you fall down. Afterwards, I came to check up on you. I didn't;t notice if anyone else was there."

"The 17th floor is too dark. When you fell, I looked but I couldn't see anything."

Michael furrowed his brows and subconsciously reached for my hand. But seeing as Yasmin was present, he retracted it.

"We should get out as soon as possible. That lunatic… He won't let any of us go."

"Those on the 17th floor formed a temporary group. They bonded with each other and developed a certain amount of trust…" Yasmin started analyzing again. "There should be killing on a larger scale on this floor."

The lights went out three times on the 17th floor. Three people should have died, but I didn't.

There must be a large-scale killing on this floor.

That man won't let us get to the first floor alive.

Suddenly, someone was banging on the wall of the room we were in.

The wall between us seemed to be made of plaster. It didn't sound very sturdy.

I cautiously looked at Joel and then Howard's gang. Aside from the ones that died, there were exactly 13 people left. So who was the one on the other side of the wall?

"He sounds familiar," Joel muttered.

"I chased after her after I saw her get taken away. Then, I ended up getting roped in as well…" Zion coughed.

"What about you, Genius Mr. Grant? You're the star of the task force…" All eyes were on Eason.

"Ha…" He rubbed his nose sheepishly. "I walked into their trap on purpose. My goal is to catch the serial killer with my own hands!"

"But why did they wake up on the 16th floor while we woke up on the 18th?" Quinn asked quizzically.

"Because they're the police," Joel scoffed. "An expert from the task force, an officer and a forensics doctor, ha…

"This is a taunt from the lunatic. He's telling everyone that the game's difficulty level is increasing."

The game is leveling up.

This meant… that the difficulty is getting harder.

Getting out of this floor seemed like an impossible feat.

All of a sudden, my head started hurting again. My eyes started ringing too.

A warm liquid flowed out of my nose—it was bleeding.

Countless memories started flooding my head again.