Finally, as she continues to look around the room, her eyes fall on something that sends a shiver of pure horror through her body. Maddie gasps, horror descending on her just a seconds ago she had descended on her prey. A woman's body lays on the ground, not even a foot away from her.

Ashen, pale, bound, apparently beaten and quickly growing cold.

Maddie's hands fly up to her mouth and she scrambles backwards, desperate to get away from what she's seeing. As if getting further away from the corpse could change who it was or remove its presence.

A horrible feeling, a virulent mix of digust and guilt fills Maddie's body. Her throat grows tight and a strange, acidic copper tastes rises in the back of her throat like bile.

No.