Mission Complete

Deborah and Hunter might have been desperate, but at the back of their minds, they couldn't safely say they were confident in their savior, Ralph, or what he said to call him, Fig. When he told them they could just go, they didn't understand it.

Although the torture house didn't have as many people compared to the mansion, their numbers were still not to be underestimated. They couldn't simply come out of the torture room, but then again, Hunter and Deborah had no other reasons not to listen to him. They would die anyway.

"Ugh…" Hunter grunted in pain as Fig tied him on his back with his blazer suit. "My tendon."

Fig pulled the sleeves to secure the man behind him. "I'll take you to the nearest hospital. So, you have to endure the pain."

Hunter knew that. It just hurt.