Chapter 267 Crossroads
- By the end, over fifty bodies littered the floor—mangled heaps of broken bones, torn skin, and pooling blood. He stood in the middle, his clothes drenched in red. “The hall is clear,” he told no one in particular. At the end of a corridor ahead, a basement door loomed. It sat there, silent and dark, like it was daring him to come closer.
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- Kate’s POV