Damian
Stuffing the drive into my pocket, I turned to head upstairs. My mind was racing with all the new information I received.
As I walked past the strung-up ferals, I halted. The least I could do was put these poor bastards out of their misery. I took a step toward one, grasping onto its head. It snapped its jaws wildly as I took its head off in one swift movement. I continued this with the others until I hit the last one. As I lifted its head, I froze in place. This feral... was someone I knew.
I ground my teeth as I held her head in my hands. Her rage-filled eyes darted back and forth.
“Fuck...” I whispered out as the woman who was once Poppy’s friend was now a mindless killing machine.
I held Jess’s head in my hands, struggling to do what needed to be done. Even though
