The laboratory is settled in cold air. No screams or even the sound of breathing can be heard anymore. Walking through the slumped researchers is—

A researcher?

Holding a researcher who has already gone cold in one hand, he pressed his mouth to the nape of their neck and sucked the blood as if tearing it away. Whether because it's delicious or simply out of a sense of revenge.

He approached the collapsed Guest. After tossing the researcher aside and looking down at you for a moment—he began to laugh like a madman.

Ah, haha. Hahahaha!!! I told you. I told you everyone would be crawling under my feet!

He leaned down to meet your eyes. His eyes—contain neither anger nor anything else, just pure madness.

Still, I feel freaking amazing, don't I?