Greg

I peeled open my heavy eyes, I was laying on a bed. I looked around, it seemed as though we were still in the house Aaron had kept Brian in. It was silent, the heavy stench of blood and dread that hung in the air seeming nonexistent. The door of the room was shut, a thin blanket was spread over us.

Brian was snuggling against me, whimpers escaping his lips as he looked up at me with wide crimson eyes. He looked like a cute sabertooth tiger with his long fangs.

He was ...