My mind fought to shake the image of Jackson exploding in the ceiling corner of the bathroom, the same bathroom I had been attacked in a week ago. My body went into a shock-like state, seeing my little brother killed right before my eyes when he was just lying next to me in my bed, resting from pure physical exhaustion.
I need help right now. Never in my life had I needed more help than at this point right now. There was no way I could go and grab my parents; they would not understand, and they would want more answers than I could provide to them. Jennifer was napping at home after seeing her boyfriend killed right next to her in a vicious car accident. Todd was out front, but I had a horrible fear that I would not be able to get outside to grab him without my body giving up and shutting down.
After Jackson’s head exploded, his limp body fell to the tile floor with a resounding thud. I desperately wanted to rush in and grab his
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