I had been the one to call the police.
Dave… was in shock.
He had just stood in that doorway, eyes wide, his mouth
moving as if he was going to speak, but no sound came out.
“How are we going to explain this?”
He didn’t look at me as he spoke. His eyes were glued to the carnage.
I… I didn’t know.
The sight was unexplainable.
Obviously no human could do that to her. Not without a
bomb.
There were no scorch or burn marks. Just the splattered remains of one of my best
friend.
My stomach suddenly lurched, and ran towards the
bathroom.
The horror of the situation just slammed into my stomach,
and my body reacted.
As I was puking I felt my phone vibrate.
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