Chapter hundred

Steve Wilson froze from within, and ice, instead of blood, flowed through his veins.

“What did you say?” He voiced out “Take it down now. Hurry.”

“I was on it right before I called. I just thought you should know.” He replied, and Steve Wilson ended the call.

He went straight to the media on his phone. It had soared to the number one search term in just a couple of hours. He clicked on the video, and watched, ignoring the water drops from his hair, falling onto his screen.

The video looked bad. It looked worse than it had actually been, and the ladies screaming didn't make it any better. The shares were massive, and comments were overflowing already underneath the video.

What the heck? Is that a product they're intending to serve to us?

Gateway to hell. That's what they're making.

They're not making this for us, are they?

They should be shut down!

Did that man just get hit? Did he get injured?

This is dangerous. Their license should be revoked.

If the man gets injured, let's all m