It's hard to describe such horrifying situations but I tried my best!
Trigger warning: Mention of rape.
It was darker than any night, it was scarier than any sin. The way those monsters ripped her clothes, even the thunder bellowed. She was devoured by those sinister hands, she was scarred for life. But justice was to be served, the girl was to be saved. (Girl/boy)
Haze.
Author's POV:
Lazarus was lying on his bed, limp. He made no movement, no noise. It was hard to tell if he was awake or not. But the fact that his eyes were open and he blinked assured his consciousness.
He was on a hospital bed with a hospital gown. His head was bandaged, there were various tubes connected to him. His left leg was fractured and his ribs were bruised. There were several marks on his face, some mere
