The clamor around us was loud and is hurting my ears. I sometimes jump from surprise whenever I hear gunshots blasting off, especially if they are near us. There were bodies of dead people littered everywhere I look. It kept piling when one or two enemies kept showing up and then ended up getting killed in an instant.
The once green lawn was dyed red from the blood of these guys who guarded it. It's kind of haunting… I feel like I'm in an action movie shoot even though this was as real as it gets.
I should be panicking upon seeing this amount of death around me but I was weirdly calm, unfazed from the tragedy. Instead of feeling queasy, I am more excited to leave this place and never come back again. I never really appreciated the view, no matter how lovely the place looked, it seemed more like a prison to me.
