146 – A Second Ghost
Lucian lay flat on his back with the five bodies hanging over him from the chandelier by their engorged tongues.
His chest moved up and down in a slow rhythmic manner.
'Dammit,' he silently cussed looking at the dangling bodies, it was so strange to see someone who was dead.
It was even stranger than the day before when he saw all those people lying strewn about throughout The Tranquil Whizz, because, unlike the day before he had never seen or spoken a word to previous victims.
But hanging right above him was Bert, just yesterday he had told him how he was a merchant who had been through a whole ton of dangerous situations and yet now he was nothing more than a corpse dangling by his tongue.