Chapter Twenty-Seven: Rescued from the MillA creaking sound, ill-fitted floorboards walked over, backwards and forwards, again and again, invaded his mind. He blinked open his eyes and almost screamed at the sight before him.
They had hanged Salvador.
He hung from the rope, the weight of his body stretching the noose tight. The hole in his head was of perfect dimension and his eyes were wide, staring into nothingness, all of the light gone out of them. He swung gently from side to side, a pendulum of death, the awful creaking of the rope sounding too loud, too horrible. It was this sound that had woken him.
Luis couldn't tear his eyes away, even when the rough hands pulled him up by the shoulders. Salvador's tongue held most of his attention, the way it lolled out of the corner of his m
