Chapter14

#Chapter14

/"Don't freak out./" Jason asked, in a tone that suggested he was already sure I will freak out. It would be hard to think otherwise, when you show a dead body, to a fifteen years old girl.

/"What the fuck, Jase? This is... He is fucking dead./" I didn't know what to say, staring down at Thomas. I didn't actually know much about him, except for the fact, that he worked under Jas's command, and that he was older than us... It didn't give him any advantages though, because he seemed to be mentally challenged. We never picked on him because of it, for he did what he had to: He was big and intimidating.

Now, he wasn't so intimidating, he was more likely... dead. Fucking dead.

/"Leave me hanging! He pissed me off./" he shrugged, in a way that I just couldn't let it go. Would that be so normal, to kill someone? I mean... maybe beating them up, scaring them, but actually taking his life? The life of someone like us?