T H E N O R T H
One year ago…
Dead bodies.
They are ripped apart, severed limbs lying next to the bodies they belong to as blood continues to leak out of every crevasse...
"Grayson..." Allison says warily as she looks over at him and he speaks up quickly, his focus being on the bodies below them.
"These are fresh kills," Grayson says and Allison looks back at the bodies, noticing that the blood continues to flow from every open wound, each of the freshly open...
"How fresh?" Allison asks reluctantly and Grayson looks back at her with all seriousness.
"Minutes..." Grayson answers her and soon after that they hear a bloodcurdling cry of a man, coming right from the house and they both look towards it at the same time before looking back at each other
and taking off in a split second
