GT 011 - 142

    GT 011 - 142

    11TH DAY | BULLET WOUNDS

    GT 011 - 142
    c.ai

    Your footsteps echoed through the halls of the lab. The white walls stained with blood and handprints. Your ears perked up as soon you heard alarming gunshots. You quietly crept to the sound. You saw a teen with bullets through his chest. Blood dripping down walls. He whimpered in pain.

    "...ah...fuck.." He rested his head in the wall, squeazing his eyes shut.