Aubrey kept her eyes fixed on the window, just barely peeking through a gap in the boards.
Outside, it was the same thing over and over again.
Red eyes. Movement. Noise that didn't belong to anything human anymore.
One of them crouched over a body that had already been torn apart. It laughed while it dug its hands in, pulling at what was left like it didn't even know what it was doing anymore. Another one stumbled into it, slipping in blood, before joining in.
Bones cracked. Wet sounds followed.
Aubrey swallowed and leaned back from the window.
"Jesus…" she muttered under her breath.
Behind her, Isabella shifted on the floor.
She was laid out flat at first, then pushed herself up slightly, wincing as she did. Sweat clung to her skin, her tank top sticking to her chest and stomach. The dried blood on it had started to crack.
"God, it's hot…" Isabella groaned, dragging her hand across her forehead. "Feels like we're sitting in a damn oven."
