There were screams all around the room and I could sense dangers beyond the door. Without lingering for the next second, I banged on the door with as much force I could gather as I knew the door was locked inside and after a few attempts, my effort bore fruits. The door was opened.
I stared in disbelief as the sight was simply too appalling to behold. The room was lingering with eerie silence just after the panic and screams I heard. Even though the room was dimly lit, what greeted my very naked eyes were even a head splitted apart and a woman with her stomach mutilated, lying and jerking periodically. To say that my heart was chocking with intense fear would be an understatement as never did I encounter such a devastating criminal scene before.
Mustering as much composure as my rapidly beating heart would allow, I fought to fill my lungs with air and I heaved a long but restrained sigh. I took out my Beretta M92FS and held it in a line of my sight. My adrenaline surged wildly and I held my gun so hard that my knuckles turned pale, scanning the room and I was prepared to face a relentless foe.
Suddenly, out of the blue, the sound of running pipe jolted me and I immediately aimed towards the direction of the source of the sound. I speculated that the sound came from the washroom and I inched towards it as silent as a shadow. I leaned against the wall and I was sure that 'it' was inside! Drawing near to my target, I quickly turned and aiming into the washroom with my gun pointing at the target.
“Freeze. You are under arrest.” It was a huge man with tall frame who was in the midst of cleaning himself to get rid of the blood stains but he seemed to ignore me. As he glanced over his shoulder, his appearance rattled me so profoundly that sent chills down my spine. He clenched his chrome teeth, piercing me with his bulging eyes as though he was ready to devour me, and swollen scars across his face intensified...