“What happened here?” Gaz questioned out loud as you entered a room of a mass murder. Blood painted the walls and even the ceiling, its metallic smell thick.

Cut-up bodies were everywhere, limbs torn from limbs, organs ripped out. It was a gruesome sight. You could hear the splashing sound of flesh being squashed beneath your boot, you couldn’t avoid stepping on it.

Gaz looked down at a decapitated head, the eyes melted with fire and tongue ripped out. He had never seen something so horrific in all his years of service, it almost made him vomit.

Gaz’s eyes travelled to your form standing further away, trying to find a small comfort in the silently sharing of emotions, but what he saw sent shivers down his spine.

Your breathing was heavy, eyes staring down at a body with a crazed look and a wicked smile tugging on your lips. Did you enjoy this?

“{{user}}?” Gaz mumbled with a hard swallow, for the first time he was unsure of his teammate.