We quickly left the scene, and after walking for a while, I turned around. Phoebe was still on the ground, unable to get up. But her eyes, peeking through her disheveled hair, were filled with an intense, menacing glare.

　　As I turned back, I suddenly noticed someone wearing a mask, staring directly at us from a short distance away. Natalie, too, was looking at him.

　　From his clothes, I recognized him as Zachary.

　　"I don't want to play anymore. Let's go ...