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TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER MENTIONS VIOLENCE, BLOOD, GORE AND SOME BADLY WRITTEN HORROR.
READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
SHE DIDN'T KNOW what to think.
She couldn't think, period.
Her mind seemed stuck, glued to the wet, shiny red blood that was covering the dojo.
There were splatters of it on the walls. It was pooling out of the people, or what was left of their shredded carcasses, and onto the floor, making small, red puddles.
Mina felt vomit rise in her throat and pushed it back down. Tears stung her eyes but she blinked them back.
She forced herself to look somewhere else, anywhere else as she glanced back at the unrecognizable bodies that lay strewn over the blue plastic mats, some in clumps and others alone, like the one that had been smashed up against the mirrors and had left a trail of smashed glass and blood behind.
Or the one that was lying not four feet away from Mina, her stomach split open and the contents spilling out, her face etched in a terrified scream that chilled the equally terrified Mina to the bone.
The horrified and sickened teen found herself edging past the bodies, towards the women's changing rooms. She cautiously pushed open the door, scared out of her mind at what or who she could see next.
She heard the sound of the shower running but in a direct spray on the ground, the water droplets hitting the floor and nothing else.
Someone must have left the shower running, Mina convinced herself. A small burst of relief went through her as she turned the corner, to where the showers were and found no one there.
As she heard a slight creak of the lockers behind her, her skin went cold, goosebumps forming up and down her arms and neck. Mina whipped her head around, cautiously checking behind her and then from side to side.
Her heart nearly stopped as she felt a warm wetness hit her arm and her hair, and she glanced down to see blood dripping onto her arm, forming neat little dots as they hit her skin.
With her heart in her throat and her body shaking with horror, Mina slowly looked up at the ceiling. A drop of blood hit her cheek before a terrified shock ran through her body, making her blood run cold at the face she saw looking down at her.
It looked like some sort of liquid, coating the body of whatever was underneath completely.
The glossy, shifting skin of it was a dull and lifeless red, though the eyes were a bright, almost blinding white, as were it's sharp, dagger like teeth that were on full display thanks to its heart stopping ear to ear grin. Not heart stopping in a good way, heart stopping in a 'Oh my god, I'm gonna get ripped to pieces by these fangs it probably calls teeth.'
