Revenge After Death (Michael and Stephanie) novel Chapter 417

We went through the safe passage to the 14th floor.

I raised my arm and stopped the people behind me.

Standing beside me, Steven looked downward and stared at the red laser beam on the floor.

The beam of light stood out more than usual in the dark.

A snapping sound was heard.

Steven had briefly touched the ray with his foot before swiftly retracting it. The sensor mechanism made a sound before a small, metal marble dropped down from above. It gradually rolled along the track and fell on the floor.

The wooden plates rapidly fell like dominos.

Subsequently, the entire 14th floor lit up.

It was a spacious and barren room without any form of cover in sight.

The dominos were still falling. Afterward, the word "death" appeared on the ground.

"Dramatic." Eason rolled his eyes.

Zion furrowed his brows and glanced around the entire floor carefully. "Something's not right."

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star…" A young girl's voice rang out from the empty space.

A small distance ahead, a girl in a red dress was playing with marbles on the floor.

"Hey, little missy!" Eason yelled.

She didn't seem to be able to hear him and continued playing with her marbles.

"I'll go check it out." Zion wanted to cross the red beam of light in order to check on the girl.

"It's a hologram," Steven said, holding Zion back. "That girl is a hologram."

Zion halted and stared at Steven in bewilderment. "Has hologram technology become so advanced?"

"Light, setting, where we're positioned—that's why it looks so realistic," Eason explained.

Michael picked up a stone from the ground and threw it in the direction of the girl. As expected, it went right through her body. It was clear that it was indeed a hologram.

"That lunatic gathered us here to watch a movie?" Eason scoffed, frowning.

Joel remained silent at the side. Since Carol's death, he'd begun acting like a different person. He was no longer as energetic as he used to be. It was like he constantly had something on his mind.

"What's wrong with the kid? Did the chainsaws spook him?" Eason asked Steven in a hushed voice.

Steven ignored him.

"He's been like this since Carol died…" Eason mumbled. He felt a chill down his back. He lifted his head and took a closer look at Joel.

Joel remained silent with his head lowered.

"Simmy…"