A DARK TURN

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After the shock of Annis' death had subsided, Taufeq and Tasha were left confused about who she was. "Who was that girl? I've never seen her before," Tasha whispered to Taufeq.

"I don't know, but it doesn't matter. Hamid is just enjoying this game way too much," Taufeq replied with disgust.

As they were talking, Hamid overheard their conversation and approached them with a twisted grin on his face. "Why do you need to know who she is? Just enjoy the game," he said, taunting them.

Taufeq's anger boiled over. "You're crazy, Hamid. You're sick in the head," he said, his voice shaking with anger.

Hamid just laughed in response. "And what about you, Taufeq? What are you capable of?" he taunted.

Taufeq's eyes narrowed and a wicked grin spread across his face. "You really want to know?" he said, his voice dropping to a menacing whisper.

Tasha watched in horror as Taufeq's demeanor changed. She didn't want to show her true self to Hamid, but Taufeq seemed to relish the opportunity.

"You see, Hamid, I have a dark side too. I have a little bit of a psycho in me," Taufeq said with a grin.

Hamid's eyes lit up with excitement. "I knew you had it in you, Taufeq. I like it," he said with a nod of approval.

Just then, Syafin appeared, sauntering up to them with a sly smile on his face. "Hey, what's going on here? You guys seem to be having all the fun without me," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Taufeq turned to Syafin. "You want to know what's going on? Hamid here is a psychopath who gets off on killing innocent people," he said, his voice seething with anger.

Syafin just shrugged. "So what? It's just a game, right? Besides, I have a little secret too," she said with a wink.

Tasha looked at him suspiciously. "What do you mean, a secret?" she asked.

Syafin leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I have a playgirl side," she said, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

Taufeq and Tasha just stared at him in disbelief. "What the hell are you talking about?" Taufeq asked, his voice incredulous.

Syafin just laughed. "Relax, I'm just kidding. But seriously, let's just enjoy this game while it lasts. Who knows when it'll all come to an end?" she said with a smirk.

Meanwhile, at Zaher's cell, he was still wondering who the witch could be. He had seen the clue that was given by the host and was trying to find a translation app on his TV. After searching for a while, he finally found it. He began translating the Japanese words that were on the screen, but to his frustration, the app wouldn't convert them into English.

"Fuck, this app is useless!" Zaher exclaimed, hitting the TV remote against his palm.

Just then, Izzah, the bitch girl, walked into the cell. "What's wrong, loser? Having trouble with your little translation app?" she taunted.

Zaher gritted his teeth, trying to control his anger. "Mind your own business, bitch," he growled.

Izzah just laughed. "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I hurt your little feelings?" she said, mockingly.

Zaher stood up, towering over her. "Listen here, you little shit. I don't have time for your games. If you don't have anything useful to say, then get the hell out of here!" he yelled.

Just then, the TV screen flickered and the host's face appeared on the screen.

Zaher's eyes widened in shock. "What the hell is going on?" he muttered to himself.

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