BEAST OF RAGE

“I know the creature is close by, but we need to evacuate the prisoners from the building before—” suddenly the elevator stopped moving followed by a roar that hooked the whole building. “That's the creature's rage”

Liz looks at him in confusion. “Anger?” she asks. “What does that mean?"

Paul glances down at Liz as the doors open with a ding and steps out. “The creature may look like a beast, but its emotions are much more complex than that. Its anger is pure rage fueled by fear, fear fueled by pain, and pain fueled by loneliness. It's driven by hate, hate-fueled by grief. That's why it's called the Beast of New York"

“You must have lost your mind,” Elizabeth whispers incredulously.

Paul shakes his head as they step out of the elevator and approach the cell doors. “I wouldn't say that, Liz. I wouldn't call what I saw a hallucination if it was just a hallucination. You see, the reason I said 'no one can resist being drawn to this place is that I b
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