The chilling air thickened as the dawn of the brutal game approached the anticipated ending.
The best always comes last.
A lot of lives had been sacrificed. Blood pooled everywhere like tiny crimson ponds. Corpses decorated the dimmed narrow hallway. Distant screams played back and forth like a broken cassette.
It is a newborn hell created by fearful yet desperate souls.
The echo of Judas's footsteps made any survivor left hide among the shadows. His presence radiates power and viciousness. He grinned upon thinking how close he was to victory. His gut was perfectly telling him that Lilith and Samuel were in Apollo’s group where his team was heading to.
Clio could hear it; the approaching sound of death courtesy of the man named Judas.
After Sheol's nerve-wrecking question left everyo
