Lucious pov.
Joyln couldn't tear her eyes away from the gruesome scene, her entire body trembling.
On the cold tiled floor was the lifeless body brutally lying in the pool of his own blood.
Deep and open wounds made claw marks was boldly staring back at us.
No one would survive that kind of grusome attack!
"Oh my god," she whispered, shaking her head.
"How… How did this happen?"But she couldn't tear her eyes away from the gruesome scene, her entire body trembling.
"I don't know," I replied, my voice tense. I didn't have any answers, but my mind was already racing, trying to piece together what had happened.
The head medic had been alive earlier today—he had been fine.
I even spoke with him this morning before I went to class.
I turned back to the body, crouching down to examine it more closely. There was blood, a lot of it, staining his white coat and pooling beneath him.
