Revenge After Death (Michael and Stephanie) novel Chapter 400

The maze wasn't hard. You could use a flood-fill algorithm to find the best pathway, but the difficult part was the walls would ruin the order at set times. Moreover, stepping on trap triggers would also bring forth danger.

"Counting down… 10, 9…"

The eerie voice rang out again.

When the timer was up, the maze will automatically change if we haven't found the correct path.

Once the walls move, the rats below would swarm out. We'll be stuck in this room and get bitten to death by rats.

Rachel had started to panic. She was so afraid she didn't move at all.

"5, 4, 3…"

Just as the timer was about to end, I stepped on a piece of brick in the corner.

In the shortest amount of time, I solved the equation on the upper part of the maze, then… I chose the corresponding location of the brick tile.

The walls in the room moved. However, at the same time, the other wall also opened on its own. Countless rats climbed up from below the surface.

I swiftly ducked into the next room and looked back at Rachel. "Hurry up!"

But the rats were out. She was afraid… She couldn't move.

"Ten seconds, the wall will close on its own. Hurry!" I yelled at her.

She was so afraid she was jumping all over the place. The rats on the floor went after her.

"Help me, Stephie…"

She was afraid of rats. She didn't know where to step when the entire floor was filled with them.

In her state of panic, she accidentally stepped on another trigger. The walls started moving.

There was no time.

"Rachel…"

In that exact moment, a thought flashed across my mind.

Let her fend for herself…

I watched as the wall gradually started closing. I looked at the desperate look in Rachel's eyes as she called for help.

I stood upright and squeezed the rat on my shoulder to death with a blank expression. I opened my mouth at him but I couldn't make a single noise.

Steven stood amongst the dead bodies. The uniform he was wearing was drenched in red. He looked like Satan from hell—bathed in blood.

Since the night he disappeared… he should've been going on a non-stop killing spree.

At the sight of me, he finally gave in and fell to his knees.

The bloodstains didn't cover his intense gaze.

He flashed me a smile and spoke with a hoarse voice,

"Stephie… They're all dead…"

They're all dead.

We can safely walk to the exit to the next floor.

My throat suddenly hurt like crazy. I gradually walked toward him.

That boy who should be glowing, is my boy, Steve…