The Marked 50
She stalled thinking to herself for a moment before washing her hands exiting the bathroom,walking back through the hall she heard sounds coming from the room on her right.She pushed the door open slightly peeking inside, a tall man stood infront of a table near the back wall,
“Vincent?” Michelle asked stepping in.
“Test, didn’t hear you come in I was…..who are you?” Vincent said turning around.
“I’m Michelle, I was at your club the other night.” Michelle said looking around
“Oh, your Test’s friend, what are you girls up to? Vincent asked smiling.
“I don’t know how to explain this but Test is…” Michelle started
Michelle walked closer seeing a blood soaked wooden spike laying on the table surrounded by metal instruments. An erie feeling swelled up inside her, she slowly stepped back looking at him.
“No…you couldn’t be..” Michelle sobbed
“Whats wrong Michelle, are you feeling ok?” Vincent smirked slowly walking toward her.