“Stop!” A simple word that stops their ruckus.
A kid runs in front of the raging people with her arms outstretched, protecting the beast they deemed behind her. “Please, stop this!”
The young one yelled. Even though her spread arms are quivering and her eyes shows fear, she didn’t back down.
“Melanie? Please, come here kid.” Vince requested the girl to come over them, with his eyes full of concern for the kid.
But Melanie’s eyes shut as she muttered the last part that tug the strings of their hearts, “No! If we kill her just like she killed the rest of us, we are no different from her! We are just bunch of murderers, just like her!”
Her innocent eyes start to tear up and her outspread arms tremble but despite that, she says the words they needed to hear, “If we kill a killer, the mur
