Sorry it took so long everyone, I've been packing and such. Also I won't be back till Monday! I'm going to Scotland to see ma baby niece.
Chapter up though.
(Erik's POV)
Looking up I was face to face with a toe curling sight.
It was what looked like a child. Around 8 years old. His blond hair was hanging down in front of his eyes. He was strapped in the spread eagle position his back on the ceiling.
His eyes were so full of blood I couldn't tell what colour they were.
His cloths were in shreds. The flesh underneath was scratched but a large gash down his small chest let blood drip from him.
The Fae were as cruel as ever. They cut him so wide I could see his heart beating, slowly.
They had done it do he hadn't died instantly like everyone else would have.
He just watched me; I was frozen to the spot.
"ERIK!" I heard a shout looking up Quinn had changed into human form and was running towards me, "WAHT AHEV YOU BEEN HIDING FROM THEM!"
He screamed at me shaking my shoulders.
"NOTHING!" I cried looking at him
"For fucks sake you have! You fucking caused all them to die!" he said
"What?" I asked, he stood up and led the way down the hall, ignoring the gurgle from above I followed him, remaining silent.
There was a dark tunnel everyone was standing outside it, tears in their eyes. I walked passed them even when Quinn had stopped.
My shoes made the worst scratching sound ever. Inside as a horror room.
20 bodies lay on the ground. Male female and of all ages.
Blood was like a carpet and wallpaper. Looking round the sights were horrible
There were twins I think a girl and a boy aged around 15. The girls face was frozen in a final scream, the boy looked asleep, but his eyes had sunk in too far to be asleep. And the gaping wound down his leg gave it away also.
An elderly couple were sat in cruel positions, as though they were alive propped up on the wall, holding hands. Half the woman's face was missing.
There were younger couples that looked not long married lying on the floor in each other's embrace. Most missing limbs or gaping wounds.
The last three bodies really got me.
It was a beautiful girl, she couldn't have been older than 18. She lay on the floor, her halo of brown hair spread around her blood-soaked.
She was wearing a wedding dress, one of those corset top parts and a flaring skirt. It was an amazing dress covered with sequence.
But in her arms lay two toddlers. A small boy wearing a small white tux, his dirty blonde hair spiked up, and a small girl wearing a mini bridesmaid dress.
All their eyes were open filled with pain and fear.
Their skin going that greenish/blue tinge.
A tear ran from my eye. So many innocent people.
I looked around the walls then noticed some parts were missing blood.
They looked like letters forming scratchy words.
Look. What. You've. Made. Us. Do. We. Can't. Eat. Them. All. There. Is. A. Key. Hidden. In. One. Body. This. Will. Lead. You. To. Her.
I was going to need to look in all these bodies to find a key.
Which means opening up the bodies.
(A/n)
I hope you liked it. I'm so sorry it's so short. I need to leave to Scotland soon and I have no connection in my house there.
Also a question for anyone here.
Where could I find a trapeze school? In a yellow pages or something?
And how can I improve flexibility? Yoga or something?
If you answer them you are a great big help thank you
