Chapter 1706

• Okpon’s POV
• I slid down the wall and cried. I could still taste the metallic flavor of Mom's blood against my lips, and my cloth was drenched in her blood. How was this happening to me? I saw a red light, and when I looked up, the clock was counting down. I didn't know how long I had been sitting here, but all I could do was watch the numbers ticking away.
• "Mr. Okpon, time is wasting," he said in a singing voice. The deep baritone voice dripped with pure insanity.