It wasn’t so much the cold, or even the open windows. I had long given up any hope of ever being warm again. It wasn’t the god-awful smell or even the blood pooling on the floor in the corner, dripping from the partially-consumed body lying in a heap on the other side of the room.
It was the waiting.
Not knowing who was next. Not knowing how much time any of us had left.
We’d started the evening with seven: Sean, Phil, and Steve were already at my house when Cheryl, her friend Stephanie, and Stephanie’s boyfriend Chuck had shown up.
Seven friends, a little bored, a little high, looking for some laughs.
And now we were down to five.
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