Taken at fifteen

Chapter 5

Day three I was still wondering why it smelled of rotting flesh. The smell was so revolting that I could not bare it for too much longer. It made my nose burn and eyes tear up.

I looked around only to run into a dead body lying on the ground rotting. It looked as if it were only about four days old, with flesh still on.

I carefully examined the body trying to find out the cause the cause of his death. I could only find a few flesh wounds. I slowly moved my hand to his chest and unbuttoned his shirt only to find a giant hold almost going straight through his chest.

My mouth was gaping wide open. Trying to remove my eyes from the sight. I had realized the real reason why I was down here. I was another one of their test subjects.