( First Person Point of View: Byron)
It was Scott.
He laid down there astonished and frozen as if ice had succumbed his body.
I expect myself to throw up, but nothing came out.
His clothes were disheveled and ragged. Awhile ago, he was wearing the usual doctor uniform, but now he wore a torn military suit. And a pistol rested on his abdomen.
Scott might have suicide or someone killed him.
If he suicided, I can't think of any reasons why he could've done it. But one thing is for sure, someone murdered him, but I know that he is a good person, how could he have enemies?
I don't remember anyone who had issues with him. But wait, I know that Marcus likes Thelma so its a love triangle. By the way, where's Marcus.
I treaded around the warehouse and saw the things used when I was tortured.
Same place I lost gallons of blood, for somewhat the welfare of people in the future. But what happened! A lot of people died.
I can't decipher all of these things. It makes no sense, I don't understand why I need to pump out lots of blood.
" You should understand why I killed Scott." A husky voice came from behind.