Bab 62: WAYNE REC CENTER

LANCE

I didn't took out the serrated knife from it's eyes. I discovered this recently. There's a part of me.. a nasty brutal part that's willing to kill. Willing to spill more blood. Though it doesn't scare me. As long as it's not humans.

I'm cool with anything. I double my grip in the knife and plunge it across the Beast's eyes. Blood gushes out, wail as horrible as it's breath punk out. The Beast grab me by the leg and flung me in the air. 

In a split second I was floating in mid space. Another split second and I'm screaming my own voice out. I expected to hit the wall squarely. Not the open window I didn't know was there behind me. I flailed my arms, I tried to grab whatever thing I could hold before I fell three storey down.