Thirty-Six

Location: Unknown

Osun

10:00pm

Unable to stop shivering, he plodded down the empty and dark road. Aside from the moon and stars in the deep blue night sky, the street lights threw a warm glow. The cold did not cause his shivering. It was because of something much darker. When he rose to consciousness, he noticed the blood, and most of them were not his. He held a bloody arm that looked like he forced it out of a shoulder socket. Body parts laid all around him. He recognised the dealer's head, which laid on a bloody iron rod. 

His empty stomach lurched, and he heaved and hurled liquid content. He had rushed to his feet and hurried out of the black market, sliding and slipping on blood and body parts. The metallic smell of iron clung to him.

What frustrated him the most was that he remembered nothing after he yelled, never. It seemed impossible for him to have ki