REVENGE AFTER DEATH - Season 5 Episode 12

At that moment, the only ones alive were me, Yasmin, Eason, Michael, Zion, Rachel, Quinn, Joel, and Howard. There was also another man. He had been hiding underneath the roller coaster from beginning to end. His name was Taylor Barlowe.

The unconscious masked man dragged over by Zion was the last one. The other masked men died in the trap set by the mastermind.

“Oh no! I went too far by accident,” the eerie voice chimed in, perfectly complementing the whimsical music of the amusement park with its unsettling laugh.

“He can track us through surveillance and send people after us. He must have a special shortcut. We need to find him, or else we’ll always be at his mercy.” I frowned and glanced at the surveillance camera or the ceiling.

Manipulating the game through surveillance was truly a crazy act…

Suddenly, the masked man jolted awake, whimpering and wriggling. He was desperately attempting to speak. However, his mouth had been tightly stitched shut, causing blood to seep out whenever he made the slightest movement.

Quinn and Rachel averted their gaze in fear, and Yasmin instinctively avoided making eye contact as well. This was extremely vicious. I firmly restrained the masked man and freed his mouth by cutting the thread with a knife.

The masked man shouted in horror, pointing his finger at the place where they had been sent. “He’s on this level… The lunatic… There, in the control room, he’s in it…”

Steven and Zion managed to pry open the floor. There was indeed a passage that led directly to the 14th floor.

“Be careful…” Zion grasped Steven’s arm and warned him against acting impulsively.

I glanced at Steven, quickly removed the tie from the masked man’s clothing, and pulled my hair up into a high ponytail. “You two head downstairs first. I’ll confront that lunatic.” If we did not eliminate him, the path that lay ahead would become even more challenging.

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“I’ll go with you!” Michael stopped me nervously. It was too dangerous.

I glanced at Steven without even realizing it. He seemed anxious as he returned my gaze. It was evident that he desired to be by my side too.

“Two people are too conspicuous,” I declared as I brushed off Michael’s hand and retrieved the knife from the ground. I then glanced at the surveillance camera in the northwest corner. “You can’t go alone.” Zion also stopped me.

“I assume that the person in the control room has no physical combat skills,” I remarked, glancing at Steven.

The two of us didn’t seem to need much language to communicate as he understood that my intuition would always be right.

“Go downstairs and make it seem like we’ve gone. Let’s cover for her.” Steven grabbed Joel, who was still confused.

He glanced at me once more. “I’ve destroyed the surveillance camera in the northwest corner just now.”

I couldn’t help but raise the corners of my mouth, a smile forming. This was my man… He appeared to have foreseen my actions and prepared the path ahead for me. Michael looked at me with a perplexed expression and appeared to struggle to find the right words. However, ultimately, his disappointment left him speechless. Yasmin chuckled sarcastically. “Ha… No matter how much you try to be like her, you’ll never be Stephanie…”

“Stop being so sarcastic! You’re too vicious! Why don’t you just die? If it weren’t for you, Carol would still be alive!” Rachel glared at Yasmin, her anger burning fiercely. Quinn glared at Yasmin with pure hatred. “You should just die…”

Yasmin glanced at me, and it was as if she no longer wanted to pretend. She laughed at herself.

“You won. This is what you want to see, isn’t it? You want me to be the target of public criticism, the object of everyone’s suspicion. You want me to experience the pain that Stephanie went through before when she wasn’t trusted and was standered…”

I frowned. Did she not do it?

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“Let’s get going! We can’t afford to waste any time.” Steven frowned.

Zion reassured me, “Stay safe. We’ll be waiting for you downstairs.”

When they went downstairs, I quickly hid in the blind spot of the surveillance camera. I was eager to discover the identity of the person lurking behind the surveillance.

I carefully felt my way along the wall,

then used a knife to disable the electric valve that closed the door. I

slipped inside as soon as the wall

opened. There was a not-so-long

passage ahead.

The moment I entered, all the lights turned on. It was as if the man knew I was coming.

I kicked open the control room and cautiously glanced at the person sitting in front of the monitor. He didn’t appear to be capable of fighting back. There was only one person.

He was confined to a wheelchair, having lost both of his legs. He should be Benjamin, the young boy who was tragically pushed off from the roller coaster at the orphanage.

He turned his wheelchair and flashed a smile at me. “It’s been a while, Stephie.”

I quickly became alert and looked cautiously at him.

“When you asked me where to place the emergency exit, I didn’t have an immediate answer at that moment. Do you know the reason behind my decision to locate the emergency exit under the roller coaster? Benjamin inquired, flashing a smile.

My heart suddenly raced, and my grip on the knife tightened. What did he mean? Did I design this so-called amusement park of massacre?