Clearly, the key was right there.
After taking a sip of water and munching on a piece of candy, Carol began to relax.
Quinn let out a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground. Tears streamed down her face as she hugged Carol tightly, crying, "Carol."
Once Carol regained her composure, she burst into tears.
Terrified, she sought refuge in Quinn's embrace, trembling all over.
"It's okay," Quinn whispered, trying to comfort her.
Dexter glanced outside indifferently. "Gotta hurry."
They had to leave this place immediately.
Everyone had been released. And soon enough, the lunatic orchestrating everything behind the scenes would make his next move.
"Do you fancy yourself a savior? Or perhaps a god..." That voice echoed again, filled with fury.
"They've harmed you. Yet, you're bent on saving them. You'll regret your choices sooner than you think."
