“We’re stuck,”

Tasunee said, her voice barely above a whisper, full of terror, her heartbeat racing faster than lightning.

Harlen stopped walking.

“What do you mean?”

Tasunee was holding back tears at this point.

“Don’t you get what I mean?! We’ve been walking for almost an hour now, and we’re coming back to the same spot again and again! We’re stuck!”

Tasunee was frustrated. At one point, tears started to stream down her face.

Harlen couldn’t figure out what to do. He took a step toward Tasunee.

“Hey, don’t worry. I’m sure we’ll eventually find a way back to the city,”

he tried to comfort Tasunee.

But Tasunee flinched and backed away.

“Don’t you dare take another step toward me!”

Tasunee screamed out.

Harlen, surprised by Tasunee’s behavior, backed away quickly.

He reached out to hold Haskiel’s hand—

but he wasn’t there.

“Haskiel?!”

Harlen freaked out. Suddenly, nothing else mattered anymore. Before Tasunee and Harlen could do anything else, a fresh piece of meat—still dripping blood—fell on Tasunee’s shoulder. It had fallen from the sky. It smelled so bad and looked so horrifying and disgusting at the same time.

Tasunee screamed out loud—loud enough that her throat could start bleeding.

Before they could do anything else, it started raining.

Raining meat.

With the same smell. The same disgusting look.

It wasn’t just meat. It was blood too—

blood as red as fresh roses, the smell of rotten meat and blood so intense it could burn your nostrils.

Harlen grabbed Tasunee’s arm in a hurry and started running wherever his legs led him.

Pieces of meat smashed under their boots.

Harlen’s white shirt was now half red, and Tasunee’s army jacket was soaked and dripping with blood.

Tasunee was terrified by the fact that a man was holding her arm right now—

but the situation terrified her even more.

Then a piece landed directly on Harlen’s head. The blood ran all the way down to his eye. He suddenly stopped.

“Gosh, it burns!”

Tasunee also stopped—

nothing was processing in her brain right now.

She took a breath and looked back.

The rain had stopped.

And they were out of the loop.

They were on a completely different path.

She took a few seconds to calm down and looked around more carefully—

and almost had a stroke from the sight.

There weren’t just pieces of meat.

There were pieces of human bodies.

Fingers were scattered across the path.

A bush of hair—

a foot—

all lying there, covered in fresh blood.

“T-That’s—”

Before Tasunee could finish, something dropped again from the sky—

no, maybe from a tree.

A head.

A human head.

Harlen and Tasunee’s heartbeats almost stopped.

“Haskiel... HASKIEL!!”