Chapter 12: Chapter 12: The Blood Artist, the Smiling M
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But before Max got the time to figure out what was wrong with what he was doing, he finally got to hear some noise coming from outside. He knew that the gang members had come, and he would not have any more time to practice. He decided to stay silent and let the others come close to see the scene where he butchered his fellows before going out. And as if they were listening to his thoughts, a few gang members opened the door to the hall, where everything happened. Those few were from the group that went outside to do the shady business of the gang, and it was finally the time for them to witness what happened to their fellows.
"Ahhh, guys, HELP!!! What is this???" One of the guys said in a panicked voice as he looked at the scene in front of him. He was a young man in his early twenties or something like that. After looking at the slaughter in front of him, He thought he was hallucinating and asked the others to come and see if there was something wrong with his eyes. The scene was something that he had never seen before, and he worked in this line of business for more than ten years. Even gangs' fights would never result in such a scene where body members and the insides of many people entangled together everywhere. "Come and see this. I don't know what is wrong with my eyes, but I think I am hallucinating and seeing things again here."
"What the hell, Jet? Can't you play your tricks later? We had a long day this morning, and everyone is already tired, and no one will accompany you in your little game. You seem restless these days. You should go and find some whole to play with so that we can all rest our asses off at this point." Said another member of the gang, who was a little older than Jet, as he looked at Jet while shaking his head at Jet's stupidity. But seeing that Jet kept opening and closing his eyes without moving, he decided to see what Jet was talking about, but the look on his face said that he would make Jet his fuck hole tonight if it were something stupid. "I am coming, but I swear if it were another prank you wanted to play on me, Jet, I would fuck you tonight until I am pleased."
"Just come already, man. There is something wrong with my eyes, Filip," Jet said without looking at Filip for even once. Until this moment, he did not think the scene in front of his eyes was real, and all he could think about was inviting another one to tell him that the things he was seeing were not real. He would not have the ability to sleep that night if he did not confirm it.
Filip did not look good after hearing Jet's shout as he thought Jet was trying to trick him and the others as he always did, but he still went to Jet while shaking his head, preparing to kick his ass if Jet tried anything funny. His expression did not change the whole time until he got close to the hall where the massacre happened. The moment Filip got close to the, everything changed in a second, though. His body betrayed him in the first second, and he started puking everything in his stomach at once after smelling the blood scent in the air. "What the fuck is that? This smell..." Filip did not get to say anymore before vomiting again, but some blood came out from his nose this time since the scene shocked him, and the blood smell in the air was heavy enough to make him faint. For the first time in his life, he envied Jet, who had lost the sense of smell and taste long ago.
But Jet could tell everything from Filip's expression, and he knew that the scene in front of him was real, or Filip would not have acted like that. And although he did lose the sense of smell and taste long ago, that did not mean that he lost his sight, and this scene made him vomit as well and join Filip in the corner. "It is real!!! It is real!!!" Jet could only say those words with a horrified expression on his face as if he had seen hell with his own eyes.
The other guys, who watched the scene with their own eyes and had a smile on their faces waiting for Jet to trick Filip with some of his pranks like he always did, did not find the situation enjoyable anymore. They hurried to the two to see what happened to make them behave like that. One of them looked at Filip and opened his mouth to make sure before going to the hall. "What is it, Filip? Is there something wrong with the hall?"
But Filip did not have time to replay since his expression and puking did not change, and the man that asked had to check by himself to see what made those two behave like that. That man was in his thirties, and he looked much older than the rest of the group. That man must have some courage inside his heart. If he did not, he would never have the ability to stand that scene without puking everything in his stomach. But this did not mean that he was not horrified after seeing that scene. His expression said it all, and he could not help but turn to the others. "Find Boss Rocco at once. He had to see this with his own eyes. NOW!!!"
"I will go and get him," one of the guys standing away nodded his head and went out of the orphanage at once to find Rocco while the others went near Luke to find out what happened to cause all this. When they saw the scene, most of them joined Jet and Filip in the corner while the others went to Luke's side with a fearful expression all over their faces. They did not know if the people that did all this were still around or if they left. It was the first time in their life to witness something like that, and some of them joined the war, and they fought and saw many things with their own eyes. They saw a lot in the war, but they had never witnessed an art that used human parts and what was inside the body. The scene in front of them seemed as if it got created by a famous artist that did not only use the blood to draw a smiling face but used different body parts to draw the letter 'M' inside a pool of blood.
"What do you think, Luke? Did we anger the devil or something? We should not have such an enemy that would dare to make something like that." Alan asked as he looked at Luke, whose eyes did not shift from the scene the whole time. Alan and Luke were the eldest members of this gang, and the two had joined Rocco after the war to make this all happen and get rich enough to enjoy this life. Both of them saw a lot with their own eyes and did many horrible things in the past. But this was the first accident that frightened the shit of them like this. Alan would piss himself if anyone frightened him at this moment. "Do you think it is the other gangs' doing? But I did not hear about any gang that did such a thing before. Even if they want to send us a threat, killing should be enough."
"No, this is not their work. No one would enjoy playing with the others like this. Look at the bodies, and you will find that those guys did not have the chance to do anything before they got tortured. They did not even resist. Their expressions said everything about this matter. Who did this, let them die slowly, and made them watch everything. The fearful expression on their faces was because they watched as their souls escaped their life slowly," Luke, the wisest one in this group, said as he looked at the scene with a complicated expression? He worked in the army during the war, and his intuition and insight were strong enough to make him discover those little details. "But didn't we leave eleven boys here? Who is missing? ..., It should be that boy that Rocco took four years ago. Where is he? I don't see his body?"
"Do you think the ones who did this kidnapped him? Were they after him from the start and did this to the others to warn us that they would come for us as well? They are his family, perhaps?" Alan said with a complicated expression on his face as he looked around. He was one of the groups that did not like that boy and disagreed with Rocco many times when he accepted him the way Rocco did. It was not the right way to treat their members, and he did his share in torturing the young boy since he did not like the special treatment he had in their group. "I said it from the start. That boy is not one of us, and we should have gotten rid of him long ago. Now, look at all of this. We lost many talented ones, and the others are probably afraid and will try to escape."
"It is not time for assumption right now, Alan. He might have escaped or hidden himself well if he saw someone killing his fellows. Search the whole house. We might find him here or there," Luke said as he looked at his friend before turning to the rest. But no one dared to go and search inside the hall and only searched outside. Luke could only shake his head before turning to Alan. "Those guys are really cowards. Why did we accept them in the first place? At least, that boy, Max, is quite handy sometimes."
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