We walked out of the room, I looked back once more to stare at Frederick, he still laid on the as he was with his eyes closed. I turned around to look at Derek, he still held my hand as he led me towards grand stairs. Why was he still angry? What made him so angry ? I asked in my head. We came down the stairs and my eyes widened in horror at what I saw, dead bodies everywhere, separated bodies. Blood splashed everywhere , both on the ground and on the wall. My gaze moved to a dead body with the intestine out of the stomach. I really wanted to throw up badly at the horrible sight in the hall, Derek did this. How angry he was, I hissed in pain at the way Derek held my hand tightly. “ you're hurting me ” i said for him to release my hand which he did but didn't turn around to look at me

