Escape ( BWAM )

Possessed man / Her training begins

I woke up to the whole house looking like an tornado had touched down.

Daniel's pov~

I couldn't believe what I was seeing before me. Even if that bitch of a wife of mine wasn't here to do her daily cleaning. This house shouldn't be looking like the fucking mess that is right now.

I wasn't some unkempt individual that would let his house go because of some minor detail. Such as my wife running out on me. Sure I was mad as hell but I wouldn't do this much damage.

I couldn't for the life of me remember what happened. I remember talking on the phone with Shayla's mother then ending the call. Then nada.

But I sure do feel like I was forgetting something. Whether if or not it was important. And looking over this shit. I didn't even feel like it cleaning up. I checked my watch, saw what time it was. I then quickly raced to the upstairs bathroom for a shower. I was late for work, I sure as hell wouldn't be missing be that.

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As I approached the parking lot at my job. I saw that there were plenty of police cars towards the front of the building. I got to see what had happened because it was unusual for this much of an scene to be present at my work place.

So I walked up on one of the police officers, asked.

" What's going on ? "

Then the officer got up where he perched presumably taking samples for evidence.

" I never seen anything like this. Some insane lunatic came in here a day ago. And killed everyone in the building. It's sick I tell you, " the officer explained in his thick accent.

" What ?! Are you serious ? How can this be ? I was just here yesterday. How could something like this happen ? " I asked a little shaken.

How was this possible ? I was here yesterday.

As I was thinking on how wrong all this was. A sharp pain in the back of my head caused me to stumble two steps forward. Suddenly my vision became cloudy then pictures formed in my mind. And I began to get audio, more speed to the pictures in mind. Until they materialize into a full blown motion picture.

And it was horrible. People were screaming, running. Some were begging for their lives. And some were trying to fight back.

In the mist of what was all going on. Was that they all saying my name. Asking me why. And there were those who didn't even get a chance to say anything.

Shocked. I looked down at my hands. What I saw were extended claws of some sort, they were covered in blood.

I screamed at the sight. I actually fucking screamed. At this time I was a few meters back from the police officer. Which was looking at me like I grew a second head then coming closer to me. With that look on his face. The one that said that he knew that I was guilty.

I paced back more. I looked at hands once more, they were normal.

What the hell is happening to me ?

The cop kept walking towards me. Then in my next breath he was on the ground. With blood pooled around him.

What happened ? What's going on ? I had to get away from here. So I ran to my car, tried the door but I couldn't get it open.