Bree's POV
As I slowly blinked my eyes open, my vision was a bit hazy and my head hurt a lot as I tried to look around to figure out where I was.
I sat up on the floor and it dawned on me that I had lost consciousness once again.
I tried to get up but I couldn't. I was far too weak to stand so I decided to rest a bit even for a few minutes, before attempting to leave once again.
The entire place was a mess as I sat in a pile of rubbles, thankful to still have my life intact. It was quite strange that my head wasn't crushed by a stone as the entire place erupted into a mess.
It all came back to me. Everything that happened began to float back into my head bringing with them the rage that I thought had gone with them.
I was mad but somehow, I felt a tad satisfied that I took the lives
