Uber Jason - Speed 1

The steel mask tilted to one side, as if he were thinking it over. Then all at once he lunged, not at her but at the people cowering on his right, and the machete was swinging, rising, falling, swooping. Long trailed of blood, vivid and ark, flew though the air and painted the walls, the ceiling, the floor with streaks and spatters, gory hieroglyphics left by the condemned, the dying and the dead. Courtesy of their killer.

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Lynne had raised up from where she had been laying just in time to catch a glimpse of Lt Sofira disappearing, shirtless, into the stairwell with the monster in close pursuit. Dazed, she managed to bring herself to a sitting position with her back against the wall while she forced her mind to come up out of the fog it wanted so very much to sink into.

Her gaze fell on the security guard she had been lying next to on the floor. Unlike her, he had not been play dead. The awful part was that he was so covered with blood that she couldn't tell whether he was the one who had been carrying the boy. She looked for the boy himself but the guard near her was the only intact body she could see. Then she realized that she was wrong about that; the guard wasn't intact after all. His head was simply still attached to his torso, which happened to be relatively complete.

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