Chaz had spent days mapping out their movements, watching from the shadows.
And then—he saw it. The hidden tunnel. The way out.
He grabbed his phone, ready to call the authorities.
But then his daughter, Chazzie, whispered:
“No, Daddy… Let you be the one to catch them.”
There was something chilling in her smile.
Was this just a game to her… or something much darker?
