Separated ⇔ kbh & mnz | ✓

twelve: epilouge

I took off my mask. I can't believe those girls were so foolish. They couldn't see that it wasn't my real skin.

Blind, foolish puppets.

I walked into the dungeon.

"P-Paige?" Brooke's jaw dropped.

"Hello, sister." I smirked.

"Y-you've been helping us be tortured this whole time?" Sophia's lip quivered.

"Yeah. I hired someone to do the first three people, then once I was 'dead,' I took my job back."

"Where's Kalani?" Jojo asked.

"Oh, Kalani's actually dead."

"No..." Brynn's eyes watered.

Chloe was in the corner in a coma. After being shot by Kalani, she needed time to recover.

I personally didn't care if she died. One less person to "take care of."

"Welcome to my dungeon, puppets." I smiled a wicked smile.