I HAVE GOT NEWS

In the midst of a dark space, a figure stood. His blue eyes showing a glowing ghostly grey as he looked around in the darkness, expecting something to jump at him from any direction but time passed and nothing came.

Dunn could feel his heart thumping rapidly against his chest as his senses strained to the limit, trying to discover the slightest movement or sound but nothing came.

“Are they… are they all dead.” Dunn muttered, his raspy voice struggling to finish a sentence.

He had did everything just to survive the last few hours, punching, throwing, clawing and even biting, he had simply fought in the most primal way manner just to survive six literal killing machines and now, he seems to have succeeded.

Accompanying a feeling of great relief, Dunn could also feel a flood of exhaustion washing over his soul and he collapsed to the ground, but just before losing consciousness, he could see a slight red flash.