The Sin of His Obsession
"This is our window. We have to go, now."
Without a second thought, they bolted. The sounds of a new struggle erupted behind them as a fight broke out between the two groups of men. The air was filled with grunts, curses, and the sickening sounds of bone on flesh. Hindi sila lumingon, hindi sila tumigil. They ran down the stairs, their feet pounding on the wood, the chaotic sounds of the fight fading behind them. They sprinted out into the chaotic street and into the night.