You quickly bolt left, the snarls striking panic into your heart. The poor unfortunate souls who died after the soldiers were butchered. Mass panic struck as more and more bodies piled up, torn apart and mutilated beyond belief.
Hopelessness starts to set in as you take in your surroundings. This is the south side of town, where old Billy had his ashes spread. The concert hall your parents are at is North. You've no chance of running that far without being caught.
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