That was the last one. Dealing with the six of them at the time took me about 28 minutes.
"Are we done here? I'm getting tired of playing this game with you guys." I dusted myself off, staring down at the bodies that were lying on the ground with injuries and wounds, still alive.
When I felt a sudden sharp pain right on the side of my stomach, I flinched. Shit, they got me. One of them successfully stabbed me right on the side of my stomach. I couldn't let my guard down around them. Thank god I managed to hold on until the end. Placing my palm to cover the injury, I picked up the plastics and groceries before started walking away.
"Shit..."
"Don't worry... We already distracted her long enough..."
I heard snickering and whispering in the background as I made my way to the parking lot. Distract me?
FUCK!
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I shut the door behind me before making my way to the living room. The smell of somewhat coppery and metallic polluted the air.
Blood...