[WARNING — DISTURBING IMAGERY]
[WARNING — DISTURBING IMAGERY]
Abi arrived at the vehicles location. He found the aftermath the interrogation. What remained of the blind man, lay on the floor. One leg was cut into twelve sectional pieces. Cleanly cut with sealed wounds on both sides. For thicker sections small drops of blood oozed near the bone. The other leg was in a similar state, stopping in the middle of the tibia and the fibula.
A long, deep cut ran across the back of the neck. It wasn't complete decapitation, but enough to cut the nervous system. Mercy, maybe.
(just to remind you. these are the good guys)
Abi vomited on the ground for 12 seconds, until nothing was left.
"You had to do it near the car?" Egon said. "It's gonna stink the place."
Abi wiped his mouth, angrily. "This is gonna stink? What about this massacre over there?"
"Blood takes three days to rot. Vomit goes bad right away."
Abi's voice cracked. "What the fuck is this? Who was this guy? And why did you have to do this?" Abi shouted.
"He's a members of a dangerous group," Egon replied calmly. "the last one, hopefully."
"Dangerous? From what I'm seeing, you're the dangerous one."
"I didn't mean to me. They're a danger to you. To the rest of the group." Egon said.
"but why go this far?" Abi asked.
"Information."
"Yeah, but... Was it worth taking a life?"
"Not really? He didn't know much."Egon said. "Plus, I didn't kill him. He died of blood loss."
Abi sat down, trying to process everything. Alfred approached Them, wiping blood off his armor. "I found the towels," he said. ",but we only brought three, and one of them is bloody now."
"We won't need more, we're leaving in two days tops." Egon said.
"You two are monsters," Abi said, almost disappointed.
"We did him a favor." Alfred said. "A blind man with half a leg. Tell how long he'd last out there."
Abi grabbed his sleeping bag from the car and stormed off.
Alfred noticed the vomit near the car and asked, "he could have at least aimed away."
"I said the same thing."