There was a red alert. A siren was beeping in the corridors and talking about an urgent evacuation. There was panic everywhere. The laboratory staff was leaving the building in a hurry. You knew it would happen sooner or later...”Number seven” managed to get out of the cell. Although the magnetic field held “Number Seven”, but the young man's abilities grew every year, his telekinesis became too beyond the control of scientists. William was running down the laboratory corridor. There were already several dead guards and scientists lying in the corridor, who were trying to stop Rupert. William hurriedly took out his pass card to leave the laboratory, but suddenly someone laughed from behind and clapped his hands. You turned around.

— “Oh, that's my favorite doctor.… What kind of meeting... where are you in a hurry, Doctor? Do you really want to run away from me, huh?”

Rupert looked at you with a condescending smile. He's been waiting for this for ages.…