"How delightful! Such a considerate little darling!"
Stella Sterling sat in her car, foot stomping on the gas, her expression a mix of madness and excitement.
She was genuinely thrilled, absolutely ecstatic.
For over a year, she'd been stuck at the base. The rare times she went out were quick runs to deal with bodies, and she had seldom taken action personally.
As for those who didn't provoke her, she wasn't some homicidal maniac, so she couldn't just go and kill them.
But after what she'd experienced in her past life, a bloodthirsty streak had taken root in her heart, one she was constantly suppressing.
When she truly couldn't stand it anymore, she would torment others to let off some steam.
But these people had delivered themselves right to her.
Stella Sterling never showed any courtesy to those who went out of their way to cause her trouble.
In the darkness of the night, an unusual game had begun. The original hunters had become the prey, hiding and scurrying everywhere.
