The key

Chapter 7

Tw: blood and vomit

Angela wakes, covered in blood. She vomits as she realises everyone around her is dead.

Sitting up, her stomach almost gives way as she takes in the scene.
Blood soaks the wall, as if someone drew a map of a river in red ink.
Smudges of deep red trail in the floor, like a red carpet.
She examines the bruises on her body left by the hooded figures, the deep purples and blues act like a Vincent Van Gogh painting.
She lifts up her shirt, staring at a deep bruise running all the way from sternum to the belly button.
She presses it, making sure that this is real.
Unfortunately it is.

Standing, she walks slowly, bracing herself for what she's about to see, to the child and lifts up the hood.

There, staring up at her, is the face of her long dead brother...