Chapter 17

Gregory Dean

I groan, how dare they. I swear just a few seconds ago I was just putting my head back. I was just trying to get comfortable. How dare they act like nothing after I've been traumatized.

"Greg, we got to go school," I heard. School? I remember we were just walking through a sea of corpses minutes ago, we were heading to a safe house recently, and Lucifer was back at it adopting children. Or was it we just got back from slicing someone's head off like some damn french revolution?

"No," I murmured. I felt my body being shaken. I finally open my eyes. It's Jaime. Bitch.