“What is she?” the guys stand in a park with the girl’s body laid out on a bench. Kel remained in the car with Katelyn while she remained in her unconscious state. They stood around the girl’s body, studying her like some sort of object. James poked her shoulder until Alex confirmed she wouldn’t wake up anytime soon.
She was small, barely over five feet tall, hardly touching ninety pounds wet. Under the clumps of dried blood, oil, maybe mud or something dark and hard, she definitely had long, matted, platinum blonde hair. Her skin looked dull, and nearly grey.
She was wearing a tattered t-shirt that stretched just above her knees. Nothing else. Her body wreaked like she hadn’t bathed in years. It smelled like rot. She clearly wasn’t human. If she was, she would have died already.
