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Another hung back near the door with Brandon Ada damn eren’t prepared for an invasion

I needed to get to the kitchen to grab another weapon

It was our best chance

But a part of me wanted to stay, wanted to act as a human barrier between them and their horrific intentions and Shawn huddled in the pantry with no means of escape

That was a weakness

I’d had that drilled into me over and over

Fear like that eakness

I needed to do what could bring about the best outcome

I swear to God, I felt like h, as I rushed to the side at the last possible second,rab a knife in the drying rack then reaching into one of the lower cabinets for the cast iron frying pan Shawn had decided not to use tosince, she claiot pissy about it, and that she didn’t kno to clean it the right way

So it didn’t get any soap on it, but it was about to get so with much more force than was necessary to knock the ainst odds like this, you didn’t rein it in You went as hard as you could

Blood and teeth flew as one of theover the island

His coworker skirted past hi a knife to the outside of his hip It wouldn’t do much It wouldn’t likely even slow hiood to inflict pain on these bastards

Slowly but surely, I could feel the me that I’d carefully cultivated over the years after I left thereplaced with the monster of a man I used to be

My vision went tunnel as the blood song sang through my veins

I couldn’t tell you who I hit or stabbed or sliced or when

All I kneas that sticky-ar blood sprayed acrossroom like it was a battlefield And, just like a battlefield, curses and cries flooded h, admittedly, I couldn’t tell you if those were actual curses and cries, or a little bit of PTSD rearing its ugly head at the exact wrong moment

Everything was screened through the lens of that evil, twisted thing inside ed

That was, of course, until I heard her