The air was thick with the smell of natural gas.
"Irene Spencer, are you crazy!" Nathan Leafcastle stopped at the staircase, frowning as he looked at Irene Spencer standing before the open kitchen, "If you do this, we'll all die!"
"I can't live, so don't think you can!" Irene Spencer's face was twisted with emotion, "What I can't have, you won't get either!"
Kris Cooper stepped forward, grabbing Vera Wave and shielding her behind him.
"With you all to accompany me in death, it's worth it!" Irene Spencer said, her voice breaking into laughter.
As she stared at Irene Spencer's face, Vera Wave's gaze fell on her crazed eyes, and a face flashed before her eyes.
That face, behind the light, through the windshield, was also smiling like that, twisted and mad.
"It's you!" She stepped forward, standing beside Kris Cooper, raising her hand to point at Irene Spencer, "That night... the person who tried to hit me, it was you, wasn't it?!"
