Creaaak—!
The body swayed in front of me, its breath completely gone.
My heart swayed in the same rhythm as the body.
'There's no breath. He's dead.'
I looked at the body's features and was even more certain of it. This was the same Group Leader that I had been speaking to moments prior. I
In that case—
'Everyone outside is dead.'
Or were they? I couldn't tell for sure since they had all felt so 'alive'.
"Ah, fuck."
Ruffling my face, I tried to push the unease down and moved towards the swaying body.
'It might've been a trap, or maybe not. Nevertheless, I'll still try to see if the evidence that they've found is in here.'
The body was dressed in different clothing from the one below.
He was wearing a military-like uniform, with pockets running down his jacket and pants. Patting the body, I tried to feel for anything inside the pockets.
"A pocket knife?"
I tossed it to the side.
For some reason, my movements became rushed as I searched through the pockets.
