"Hans Montrose, I'm not your gambling object!" Melody Thorne gripped the railing tightly; Hans truly let her down.
Hans Montrose raised his other hand, "Or do you want all of us to die here together?"
"Compete," said Jared Quinn, dropping a word.
Hans Montrose retracted his hand.
"Three."
"Two."
"One."
Both men simultaneously dove into the tunnel, Kiki Sutton closed her eyes briefly, her complexion even paler than before, because Hans wanted her to be a witness. Both sides of the tunnel contained identical things, things that made her sick.
"Kiki, Kiki, is there something inside?" Melody Thorne was anxious. It couldn't just be a simple tunnel.
"Melody, don't worry, it's okay, trust me, it's okay," Kiki Sutton gasped for air, almost fainting, especially when she thought about what might appear in that tunnel.
"Kiki!"
Two gates slammed shut simultaneously. They had to move forward; moving forward was the only way out.
