Samuel couldn't be as mercyless as Chris. Even though in his eyes Greg was now a murderer he couldn't torture. He had held his peace when Chris took care of him. He'd make it end. Samuel picked up the man and pierced his heart. Greg took one last breath and died. It wasn't as sweet a vengance as Samuel had thought. He looked around the hallway one last time, and saw Mary on top of the stairs. Only now he saw the bruises around her face, the blood on her clothes and the wounds on her body.
Samuel scratched a heart in the wall and pointed at her, hoping that she'd understand. Now wasn't the greatest time to be a romantic.
He turned and walked out of the door, and walked into Zapp who was vomiting.
[Hey, Chris. Might want to check the inbox again. Such a nice place.]
Samuel scratched a heart in the wall and pointed at her, hoping that she'd understand. Now wasn't the greatest time to be a romantic.
He turned and walked out of the door, and walked into Zapp who was vomiting.
[Hey, Chris. Might want to check the inbox again. Such a nice place.]