"W-Wha…" Angel gasped, covering her mouth and not making a sound. Tears could be seen on the corners of her eyes, and her whole body was trembling. The other teens were no different.
But for Derek, it hit the hardest.
On the wrist of the severed hand was a bracelet. It was the bracelet he gave to his mother for Mother's Day last year. She had treasured it dearly… and now, it lay on the floor along with her hand, stained with blood.
"N-No… what is this…?!" Shocked by this whole situation and unable to think straight, Derek subconsciously let out a loud scream.
"AHH!"
"gAwR…?" Numerous inhuman growls all turned to face the basement door, where Derek and the other teens were hiding.
Immediately, they zipped their mouths, pausing their breathing. Derek could feel his heart pumping against his chest, ready to explode, but he clasped his mouth tightly with his two hands and shut his eyes, praying to god that this was just a dream.
Too bad… it wasn't.
