Learn to Survive

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     Cerise saw William sprint across the field. Her mind took a second to comprehend it, and by the time she had understood what was happening, he’d swung his knife, quicker than the eye could see. Arterial spray wet the ground, bright, vivid red. The Sheeriles’ man fell to his knees, but William had already gone to his next victim.

     He killed the woman in an instant, didn’t even pause, and when he turned to strike the next man in his path, she saw his eyes, hot like two chunks of molten amber.

     “Stay back!” she barked [at her family]. “Stay away from him.”

     He cut and sliced, raging across the field like a demon, killing with brutal, precise savagery. As if a mad tiger had got loose amid a herd of helpless prey. Fast, tireless, deadly.

     A shot rang out. William jerked. Her heart skipped a beat.

     William swiped a knife from a fallen opponent, whipped about, and hurled it. The blade sliced through the narrow space between the bars on the second-floor window. A woman sagged against the bars and tumbled down, knife in her throat.

     William grinned, baring his teeth, and kept killing.

     Chill bumps marked her arms.

     Around her, people stood up to get a better look. Nobody said a word. The family just stood and watched in horrified silence.

     So that was what he kept chained inside.