Page 78 of Wonderland Asylum


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"I've checked the perimeter, but there's nothing. It's too fucking quiet, Kai."

He elbows in my ribs, to keep me from spiraling. "Calm down, we can't help her if we go crazy. Remember, we need to reign in our madness. Then we can unleash it when we kill them all."

He's right, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to lose my shit. Taking a deep breath I center myself. We have a code. We have a code. We have a code.

My voice is a growl, but I force myself to hold on to a semblance of my humanity. "Do what you do best. Hunt."

Bending down, he looks for tracks in the grass, I couldn't see any when I looked but maybe he can. We're just grasping at straws really. "It's like she's vanished into thin air."

I nod. "Where's the trash can? It was by the barn earlier."

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.Black dots begin to blur my vision, and just when the panic starts to settle in, Kai spots two hooded figures running behind the barn.

Being stone cold killers we learned at an early age how to move quietly. Hushed whispers come from inside the double doors.

My veins roar to life inside my body, while my throat thickens with emotion. The adrenaline spike will come next, I always get like this when I'm about to make a kill.

Kai smiles, because he's feeling it too. Sadly, we won't be able to torture them for long. Too much is at stake and we need answers sooner rather than later.

We're still too far away to make out what they're saying, but when their voices travel further into the barn, we enter and follow them to the other side.

One of the hooded figures is well over six feet, he's muscular but not more so than Kai. The other one is stocky and shorter than both of us. He shouldn't pose much of a threat, but sometimes people do surprise you.

We wait in the shadows to see if we can gain any information this way. They don't know they're being watched so they could slip up.

The devil on my shoulder tells me to go ahead and slit their throats, yet the sane part of my mind knows that we may never find Presley Kate again if I do that.

She will always win out in the end. She's my light, the one that extinguishes the clutter from my heart and soul. Losing her is not an option.

The big guy points his knife at his companion. "You told me that no innocent person would die. Killing whores and people that won't be missed is one thing, but I don't want no part inkilling that old couple over there. They've done nothing to his royal highness.”

I've looked all around this room several times and haven't seen any one else. Who is he talking about?

Kai is doing the same, but when he looks back at me his eyebrows are raised. "Fucking psychos." He mouths.

He's not wrong, where did the "king" find these murderous assholes? My bet is probably Craigslist, never trust anybody from that site. I know because I've used it to bait our victims.

I hear a cry for help in the corner, and that's when I spot them. There's an elderly couple tied up with their feet and hands bound, their mouths have been duck taped.

While all of this is horrendous, what pisses me off the most is that their faces are bloodied and bruised.

Kai rages beside me, the vein in his throat beats mercilessly against his skin. Placing my hand on his arm, I step in front of him before he explodes.

"Can I ask what you're doing here?" I smile when the color drains from their faces. Fuckers.

The big guy puffs out his chest. "Who the fuck are you?"

He has no clue he's digging himself a deeper grave. "I'm the man who's about to gut you like a pig. Now where's our girl?"

Their smug expressions quickly dissolve into ones of fear, and when Kai moves himself out of the shadows they damn near piss themselves. If they only knew I was the craziest of the two.

I think it's also safe to assume that they've been warned about who we are. Good, because now they know how this dance is going to end.

Kai's voice is deadly. "My brother didn't stutter. Where's our fucking girl?"

"She's being taken to the King." The short one replies.

Showing them my knife, I smile when they back themselves up against the wall. "That doesn't tell us much."