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Chapter 153 - The Grim Reaper

(LIAM'S POV)

I hadn't even begun processing the impossibility when the prison door groaned open again. The entire container suddenly erupted in terror like the grim reaper himself had walked in. People quickly scrambled back, crying, shaking, pressing against the walls as if they could melt into them. Sobs and pleas filled the air.

A man in full military regalia strode in, dark sunglasses hiding his eyes, exuding pure menace. Seven armed guards flanked him. The tension was suffocating. He raised a gloved finger slowly, scanning the crowd. Wails intensified. People begged in French, voices raw with desperation: "Non, s'il vous plaît! Pas moi! Pas mes enfants!"

(English translation: "No, please! Not me! Not my kids!")

His finger moved like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, hovering, pausing. Making the prisoners more nervous. Then, it stopped, right on the woman cradling the sleeping baby.

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