Jasmine and Kavin's eyes widened as the scene unfolded before them.
For a brief moment, neither of them understood what they were seeing.
"M-mom...?"
Jake's trembling voice reached their ears.
His frightened eyes met theirs. Blood slowly trickled from the corner of his lips as the color drained from his face. His body trembled weakly, and only then did the couple's gaze finally lower toward his chest.
A black-gloved hand had pierced straight through his heart.
Fresh blood flowed over the dark fabric and dripped steadily onto the dirt road below. The crimson droplets stained the ground beneath him as the metallic scent of blood spread through the village.
Everything seemed to become quiet. Even Jasmine and Kavin found themselves unable to move.
The man calmly withdrew his hand. Blood followed as the gloved fingers slid free from Jake's chest.
Jake swayed where he stood. His mouth opened slightly as though he wanted to say something but no words came.
