The air was thick with the stench of death and destruction. Burned corpses lay smoldering on the ground, detached body parts scattered around them. Blood pooled beneath the fallen, and the agonizing screams of the dying filled the air.
The scene unfolding in front of Adam was too hard for a soon-to-be nine-year-old to bear; he watched in horror as people he had known all his life were killed and butchered before his eyes.
The whole scene made him feel emotions that he didn't know he could feel - a burning hatred, a burning rage. He wanted the people that caused this massacre to pay. No, he wanted to make them suffer. Consumed by the dark thoughts in his mind, the young boy went berserk.
