Chapter 50
Author: Benjamin_Jnr
last update2026-07-05 21:47:33

The basement reeked of blood, sweat, gunpowder, and the faint chemical sweetness of spilled Bliss.

The flickering industrial bulbs overhead cast long, harsh shadows across the concrete floor, illuminating the bloody carnage in grotesque detail.

Bodies lay scattered everywhere—some with broken necks, others with crushed skulls or torn limbs.

The metallic smell of blood was overwhelming, mixed with the acrid stench of fear and death.

Randy Crowe sat tied to a metal chair in the center of the room
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