SHADES OF SILVER. KTH | 21+

chapter 23

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Third person's POV.

The sun was hiding behind the dark clouds as if it was afraid to come out. The sky wasn't clear as the rain just stopped pouring and the freshness of mud hit her nostrils.

She could still hear the droplets of rain hitting the bare earth from trees. The cold wind caressed her tan skin caused a shiver to run on her whole body. Jaws clenching due to cold she hugged her self and that's when she realized that she was wearing an crop top with a sweat pant which was really baggy for her. The end of pant was already on the wet mud, dirtying the edges of the fabric.

Observing her surroundings, she realized she was all alone there in the middle of forest.

But did she recognized it? She knew this place too well. Taking a deep, breath she looked up to the grey sky which made several water droplets to drop on her face which strip to her lips. The freshness of water drops hit the taste bud which made her realized that her throat were dry.

Observing her surroundings, she started to walk to this one particular way, hoping that it would lead her to the destination which she had in mind. The place she hoped where she can find her loved once.

Paddling through the muddy ground, her feet and sweats got dirty by the mud. She could feel the plushy feeling of wet ground on her bare foot as it also made Squishy sound while she walked.

"Moon" Her ears perked up at the familiar voice. Narrowing her silver eyes, Storm ran towords the where the call came from.

It was the usual voice which she used to hear back then which called her lovingly. But what concerning was, the voice were strained as if the person felt pain to voice out.

Reaching to an more open space, she halted on her steps as an painful whimper sounded from behind her. Snapping her head to the source, her breath hitched.

No.

No.

No no no.

There laid a dead man on the mud. She gulped at the sight. The familiar body was recognized by herself but yet she had a hard time in believing her eyes.

Blood drained from her whole face and just stood there like a stone with wide eyes like a doll. The more she stared, the more emotionless her face become.

The man's face was facing her which is fully covered in fresh crimson as it drip to the dirty mud. Ome of his hand was missing as it was cut out. The bloody nerves and dead meat with bones was showing off from were it cut out. His whole chest was cut open and some of the rib cage bone was kept in between the chest to keep it open.

One of his leg, it was cut opened from thigh to calf and there weren't no bones as someone have rip it out from the flesh. It was just bloody pukring nerves and rotting flesh only.

That's not it.

The meat of leg was folded in half and the end of it was kept it inside his thighs which was cut opened like a pocket.

Her stomach tightened as she let her gaze to linger on the man's face, not because of the horror but because of the familiarity.

The once silver orbs which resembles her own wasn't in the sight now. Instead there were just some hollow space. Some nerves where there as some crimson dripped like tears from the empty eye socket. The corner of his lip was cut to his cheek causing the mouth to be wide opened in an uncomfortable position.