VI.6

ROGER WILLIS

“Jesus f… This thing’s absolutely disgusting.” Norman cussed out the moment he and Diwata brought the pair of legs right in front of us.

The second half of the winged-ghoul’s body was just as bloody and even revolting. I’m not good at human anatomy and this looked scientifically impossible. We had to cover our nostrils since it smelled like a rotting flesh that’s been left in a warm temperature for a long time. It does look alive, the veins and other parts were moving as if there’s still something sustaining life to them. We could see the flesh that was left and it just struck confusion as to why it could sever and separate its torso from its legs.

“What are we going to do about it?” Soraya asked.

“The salt, where’s the salt?” I asked Diwata. I remembered what she just told us a while ago. We could kill this thing if we pour the salt right at the flesh of its lower body.

“Here.” She handed me the whole package of salt. “We got that from the cafeteria.”

“NOOOOOOOO!!!!