Hols' hand clenched in mine so tightly I feared for my ability to ever surf a keyboard again. Damn, she's strong. I tried to wiggle my fingers as I fought to see beyond the trees.
Once I squatted down, I squeezed her fingers. Sweet sacred stars. "What the f**k?" I blinked, hoping the images seared into my brain would change. That it was just a really realistic movie or a special effects reel.
Another high piercing scream tore through the air.
I shuddered. Squeezed my eyes closed for a long five seconds. I took a deep breath. Forcing my eyes open, I watched as robed and hooded figures cut down the missing people of the Village. Men had been hacked into pieces. Arms and legs looked like a child knocked over a Lincoln Log building set.
The women though...the women had been tortured. Sl
