"Hayes!" He heard a familiar voice call out to him, followed by a hearty laugh.
"Where are you, Ansel?" The eight year old looked around.
"You can't find me!" He laughed, making Damien narrow his eyes.
"I will," he muttered, focusing his hearing. The bushes behind him rustled, and he immediately turned out, smiling in victory. Carefully, and stealthily, he made his way to the bushes, and suddenly moved them aside. "Hah! I fou-" he stopped mid sentence and a gasp escaped his lips, as he covered his mouth. Damien staggered backwards, falling to the ground. His eyes were wide, and his heart was pounding in his chest. Blinking a number of times, he found the courage to stand up again, and made his way forward, to see it again.
Behind the bushes were four dead bodies; Mason's, Rose's, A
