Ryder opened the door and saw what was inside. His lips opened wide as he frowned.
There was a man who was sitting on his chair with his back facing Ryder.
" Why are you so late today," the man said as he turned back.
"What the heck? Who are you?!" With a shocked expression on his face, the man stood up as soon as he saw Ryder.
He walked towards his gun that was lying on the nearby table.
"I'm your death," Ryder muttered as he aimed his gun.
The man had just managed to touch the gun when a bullet penetrated his head.
The gun fell down on the ground.
Ryder closed the door behind him before he turned back to look at the twenty kids who were looking at him blankly.
The twenty kids were eating something that seemed to be human limbs, which was almost making Ryder vomit. He didn't know what was happening here. Why were kids here, and why were these kids cannibals.