"Are you okay?" Scarlett asked in a panic.
I staggered to my feet, "Yeah, yeah....I'm okay."
I took the flashlight from Scarlett and shined it down on Mr. Saint. He looked like he was wearing a square eyepatch over his left eye. It was the under side of the memo spike. The rest of it had went through his eye socket and into his brain. Blood was erupting out from under the memo spike and drowning his face. Scarlett screamed and turned away.
I grabbed her and pulled her to me.
"It's okay, baby. It's over. It's all over now."
Christopher almost 5 years ago
Thanks, Drew. Yeah, the janitor's going to be pissed.