First Floor
Tension filled the air, and so did the smell of agglutinated blood, the random shooting sounds from upstairs never making it lessen or even flinch a little.
All eyes were filled with suspicion, like a grenade set in place, waiting for someone to pull the pin and let the stars fly high.
"I know you're furious!" Getrude, the one and only Mrs. Mutt, muttered negotiatively, breaking the deadly silence that stood between them.
"But Ross Mutt isn't here, in fact I don't even know his whereabouts!" she reasoned with Zabi, with a confidence that came from knowledge only she seemed to hold.
"I'm not under a rock about that, I knew the moment I fired the first time , anyone who destroyed my soldiers the way he did would have rained on us already, it's a nature-made rule, you don't dance in another man's land!"
He replied, the gun that killed Linward still sitting in his hand like some kind of trophy he had earned.
