Ivan's words left his mouth disjointedly as he was filled with confusion, pondering what was truly going on. He felt a disconcerting sense of déjà vu, as if all of this had previously happened. Yet an even more daunting feeling was the sense that something terrible was about to happen.
A sense justified by the drops of blood that began to stain his clothes. Everything happening now felt familiar to Ivan, to the extent that it almost felt like he knew it was going to happen. But the realization only dawned on him after it happened.
Although all this did nothing to lessen the utter dread that Ivan felt, or steady his trembling hands as he summoned the courage to look up at the dreadful scene that made his body shudder.
