RED's POINT OF VIEW
I can feel their eyes as I walk towards his room, the pack’s wide eyes as they step away to open a path for me. I wanted to thank them but don’t know how to, I don’t think they’re ready to talk to me though, I can see the fear in their eyes.
Some of the people in the infirmary scurry to leave, I even heard the clacking sound of a tray falling along with the other stuff on it. I wonder who dropped it?
Fear… this must have what that man felt as people stay away from him. Does he find this feeling satisfying?
I wonder.
“Let go of me!” I glance at the bloody woman I’m dragging through her hair then smirk.
“Let go of you? Why should I?” Let go of her, how funny. How can I let go of her when I’m feeling this burning sensation in my chest? I can hear my heart pumping as
