Erik
I ransacked the room searching for any other evidence but coming up short. Silas’ cautions fell on deaf ears. I slammed the door closed on the twisted trophy room and sprinted for the hospital, leaving a panting Silas in my wake, trying to keep up.
The corridor outside the hospital smelled thickly of blood, and my heart pounded in my ears. Bursting through the front doors, I followed the smell of blood and skidded to a halt in the doorway of the office. The hybrid doctor lay in a pool of blood with half his throat torn out. His arms and legs were out at strange angles. Avery’s scent was here, and my eyes landed on her discarded clothes, drenched in blood inside the doorway of a shower room and a pile of vomit close by.
What the f**k? Why was she drenched in blood and now naked?
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