“What is that, Rylan!?” Crystal screamed, hiding behind my leg, convulsing badly by the grotesque sight where Joshua’s body was ripped apart badly and there was no way to save him from the ultimate end. “Get back.” I let out a shaky breath, when this sight could shake my very core then the effect it left on her would be incomparable.
“What the hell are they doing to him!?” She cried, the scene where he met his demise was unbearable for us all. “I can’t believe it.” Rachel whispered apprehensively, stumbling upon Stefan who held her the shoulders to give some support while forcing his own lump down his throat in distress. “What kind of torture is that?” Jason was barely able to make his words out of his mouth; it was unfathomable for any of us to compete with this peril.
“Were we suppose
