Chapter 5: Chosen
Some time ago...
David kept banging on the door with no response. He couldn’t believe they threw him out like that. He was making noise, sure, but they could have given him a warning and he’d have stopped. Instead, they just threw him out like his life wasn’t as valuable as theirs.
While David was begging to be let in, Martin was looking around. He knew the others wouldn’t open the door, no matter how much David begged. Besides, he got what he wanted, so why would he give it up?
Gross... there’s so much blood everywhere.
Since David had been on quite a few hunting trips with his father and friends, the sight of blood didn’t scare him... or so he pretended.
How could someone not be scared of such a gruesome sight?
Other than their corridor, the entire building was smeared with blood. The floor, the walls, and even the ceiling were dripping blood.
My God...
If the sight of blood was bad, then nothing could have prepared him for the rest. Corpses were scattered everywhere. None of them were intact, mutilated in ways beyond comprehension.
"...even you, huh?" Matin mumbled, looking at the corpse of his ex-girlfriend, the one he had before Rebecca.
Jenna Miller. She was the school president and had a great body. Not that much of it remained there anymore. Her lower jaw was missing and her innards had spilled over from the deep cut into her stomach.