The clock strikes midnight, signaling the arrival of a pivotal moment. Tasha, driven by an unyielding determination, makes her way to the cells where Zaher was held captive. As she approaches, her heart pounds with a mix of anticipation and dread.
To her shock and disbelief, Tasha finds only Syafin's lifeless body, sprawled on the cold, hard floor. Zaher's cell stands empty, devoid of any trace of his presence. Confusion washes over her as she searches the surroundings, desperately hoping for a clue.
Tasha's mind races with questions. How could Zaher have vanished without a trace? Was he taken by the Werewolf, or was there something more sinister at play? The absence of answers fuels her determination to uncover the truth and ensure justice for her fallen comrades.
In the midst of her investigation, Tasha notices a faint, lingering scent in the air, an unsettling combination of dampness and decay. It sends shivers down her spine, an ominous sign of the lurking evil that surrounds them.
Undeterred, Tasha gathers her thoughts and vows to delve deeper into the mystery. She knows that time is of the essence, and with every passing moment, the threat grows stronger. She must rally the remaining survivors, uncover the truth behind Zaher's disappearance, and confront the unseen forces that manipulate their every move.
With resolve burning in her eyes, Tasha takes a deep breath, steadying herself for the daunting challenges that lie ahead. She knows that the path to truth and survival will be treacherous, but she refuses to back down.
As she steps away from the empty cell, Tasha is determined to uncover the secrets that lurk within the confines of their world. Little does she know, the answers she seeks will test her resilience, unravel the depths of darkness, and lead her closer to the heart of the enigma that is the Werewolf's realm.
As Tasha's desperate search for Zaher leads her deeper into the unknown, she stumbles upon a hidden closet tucked away in the dimly lit corridor. A glimmer of hope flickers within her as she cautiously opens the door, praying to find a trace of her missing comrade.
Her eyes widen in both relief and horror as she spots Zaher's lifeless body tucked away inside the closet. Determination fuels her actions as she reaches into her pocket, retrieving a vial of potent poison she had kept as a last resort. With trembling hands, she administers the contents, desperately hoping for a miracle.
As the moments tick by, the room filled with a palpable tension, Tasha's heart pounds with anticipation. Time seems to stand still, and she clings to the fragile hope of bringing Zaher back from the brink of death.
Tasha whispering, filled with hope,"Zaher... I won't let you go. Hold on, please."
But before she can fully comprehend the outcome, a shadowy figure wearing a black hoodie emerges from the shadows. Tasha's eyes widen in terror as a searing pain radiates through her body, the sharp sting of a blade piercing her back.
Tasha, voice trembling, "Who are you? Why are you doing this?"
Hooded figure revealed as Hamid, "Oh, Tasha, you underestimate the depths of darkness within us all. Allow me to introduce myself. I am the reincarnation of Hamid, and I have my own reasons for what I'm about to do."
Tasha's eyes widen in disbelief and shock it was Hamid and shock once again as another figure in a black hoodie approaches her.
Tasha anxiously, "Who... who are you?"
Hooded Figure revealed as Leya, "It's me, Leya. I'm sorry, Tasha. I didn't want it to come to this." while removing the hood.
Tasha's face contorts in a mix of confusion and betrayal, "Leya... You... you're the Werewolf?"
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THE WEREWOLF GAME : MAD PRISON
WerewolfAs Taufeq and Tasha prepare for the upcoming Werewolf Game, they can't help but feel a sense of excitement mixed with fear. The last time they played, they barely made it out alive. Now, they're facing not only new opponents, but previous winners of...
