CHAPTER 22
Cry's POV
I awoke from a trance to find myself in an unfamiliar place. I soon realised that I was in someone's house. How the hell did I get here?
The scent of iron and meat filled the air and I looked down to see my hands and clothes covered in warm blood. I froze and internally screamed in pure terror.
Why? What is his motive here? Why am I like this Mad?
Mad Cry's POV
I let Cry see the crime scene. That is right friend, I am back and stronger than ever. It's been a while. The last time you saw me in action was on the day of your 6th birthday.
I think it is about time that we meet face to face, not right this moment of course. But soon.
Right now we must dispose of the evidence.
We grabbed a box of matches and a jerry can from the garage. We poured the gasoline all over the bodies, the floor, and the walls. Then we lit the match and threw it directly on the gasoline.
We fled before the flames could consume us and walked back to the orphanage.
Cry had his head down in shame, but I smiled from ear to ear.
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