As the door to the bunker began to open, the occupants could only panic. How the hell had this been breached?!
But this wasn't the worst. No, Josh was lying in a literal pool of his blood, the jacuzzi jets swirling the crimson liquid mesmerizingly. What had happened?! This was bound to be Madam Everlynn's doing, right?! But why?!
The thief felt himself lacking air. This opulent bunker had just turned into an expensive tomb! As he glanced at the madam, he felt a chill. She didn't look like herself at all. It was as if she was controlled, as she stiffly went near the mini-bar, grabbing a knife.
Was she going to attack him too?! Then with incredible decisiveness, she began stabbing her legs! What?! As her blood flowed, creating a puddle on the floor, she gave a broken but satisfied smile as she slumped to the ground.
