Who?
It was Kerri! You automatically searched her neck for a pulse, but
your hand sunk into a deep slash in her neck. Discusted, you pull your
bloody hand back and turn over to throw up, but your stomach is almost
empty.
Suddenly, you hear the men approching. Terrified, you play dead as the
trunk opens. One of the men is holding a gun in your direction.
"Oh," he says to the other man, "guess we won't be
needing this."
They turn around for a moment about to close the trunk as they walk
away. You...
