I'm torn awake when I hear the gunshots and the screaming. Alaric told me whatever I do, never look out the window. It's not worth the risk of getting seen or the sight itself. The battle cries continue. I try my hardest not to look. But I couldn't quench my curiosity.
The room lit up with an orange light coming from outside. All I could hear were shouts. They cheered over something and a lot of stomping. I heard cars driving by and beams of light through the curtain touching the walls of the room. How could I not look at what's going on?
I crawl over to the window with my sniper rifle in hand, staying in the lurking shadows of the room. I pause at the wall, curious as to know what I'll see through the c***k of the curtains. My small fingers slightly draw the curtain to the side.
What I
