Page 48 of Savage Throne
“You are still making good time.”
I shouldn’t have but I turned to face the first few targets again.
More red liquid was pooling around them, now more than could possibly be produced by a simple trick.
As the wind blew my way, the scent of iron filled the air and realization crashed over me like a cold wave.
It is blood. No, Leo. What the fuck?
I lowered the guns and just shook like a monster was racing my way.
Song got closer. “Focus.”
“W-why are they dripping like that?”
“You’ve almost won.” Song kept his voice calm. “Shoot the tenth target and you’ll get all the answers.”
Leo jumped in. “Don’t stop now, Monique. Remember Lei and your sisters.”
His words cut through my panic like a blade.
I had to finish.
I had to get that call.
Yet, the thought of what I was seeing, the blood seeping from the targets, made me want to drop the guns and run.
I was terrified of what I might have already done.
I fucking hate this.
A simple game had now turned into a horror film but what else could I have expected with Leo.
Come on. You’re almost done.
I aimed at the tenth target and pulled the trigger without thinking.
The gunshot echoed through the quiet night once more mingling with Leo's ominous laughter.
The bullet hit the point.
Song clapped.
I gazed back at the other targets.
More blood seeped from those holes like before, dark and vicious, pooling at the base of the targets like some grotesque offerings.
Now I was shaking so hard that I almost couldn’t remain standing.
My breath came in short, sharp gasps.
The weight of what I’d possibly done came crushing down on me.
Leo walked over. “You’ve won your phone call.”
I didn’t feel like I had won.
My heart hammered in my chest while my throat grew tight with fear and confusion.
