This chapter is shorter than I planned. I wanted to get it finished and I found a good place to stop. So here's chapter 9 of my story. If you have a chance, please review.
Chapter 9
We walked through the hospital then went down a stairway. On the right there was the kitchen and on the left was a place called "Cell Ward C" "Cell ward C? Why are there cells in a hospital?" Jessica wondered. "Daniel told us this was a sanatorium." Kenia replied. "So this is where the isolate certain people from the rest of the world. That's interesting. Who knew they looked like this." I said, now with a new fascination for this place. "Wow you sure are smart, smarter than us," Kyle said astonished by my intelligence.
"So are we going to just sit out here and chat or are we going in there?" Jenna wondered. "We shouldn't all go in there at once." Kenia suggested. "Why not?" Nick asked. "Because we need to know exactly what's going on in there first. That way we can create a plan." She replied. "Okay I'll go in first, check things out." Kyle said.
Kyle slowly and quietly waked into the kitchen. Daniel was there alright. He was lying on the table in the middle of the room, dead. The three guys that killed Claire were hovering over him, cutting him up into nice meaty bits. It looks like they are preparing for a feast. The smallest of the three men has only one eye. The largest had a bit of skin missing over his mouth revealing a razor sharp saw-like tooth. The one in the middle was sitting there laughing very strangely. He was wearing a glove on one hand. But there were only three fingers on that hand.
Kyle watched in horror as the disgusting trio cut up the last bits of his friend, and began to eat it. Unsure of what to do, he just stood there staring. Then reality hit him again and he quietly exited the kitchen without ever been seen or heard by the evil freaks.
'Well what's going on? Was Daniel there?" Kenia asked hopefully. "Yeah, but he's dead." Kyle replied. "They're cutting him up and eating him." He added. "They're Cannibals." I muttered. Jessica and I share a scared glance. "We have to do something. We can't just wait around for them to kill each and every one of us." Kenia demanded. "Then let's think of a plan" I suggested.
