Chapter 105
- VALERIE
- Dowson was dead.
- They led us to his corpse, and I did not expect such brutality. Such pure carnage as I looked upon him. Blood poured from an open wound in his neck. Another in his stomach. His eyes were frozen, wide in disbelieve. In horror. He laid in a puddle of his own blood, and something about the coppery smell of it was turning my stomach.