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I'm back baby
Laying in a pool of blood.
Seven and May.
Their naked bodies lying on the floor, their throats slit and fresh stab wounds allover each and every part of their body.
I stumble backward, bile burning my throat.
I want to throw up at the horror.The wall is splashed and written in blood,
"Surprise! I'm back baby!"Zara screams. "What! Who the hell did this!"
I shut her up before she can make a scene and drag a crowd here.
"Please shut your mouth. I beg you!"
Zara is in panic. "How the hell are you so calm, Terra? They are dead! Dead!"
"Yes, they are dead! And you screaming won't bring them back!"
Zara stutters. "Now... What... What will we do?... Report this to the police now?"
I stop her. "I have a plan."
She looks at me in a skeptical manner.
"What plan?"
I take my phone from my jacket and call 911.
"Hallo... 911... What's your emergency?" a
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