Amy knew she needed to find a way out of this place and she began scanning the floor trying to find a place to set her feet. The bodies or what was left of them were so dense on the floor that she feared she would have to run on top of them to get out.

She swung her bare legs over towards the closest open spot on the floor, the sticky mess making the task harder than it should have been.

Just as Amy hopped her bare bottom off the alter, a loud scraping noise emanated from the furthest corner of the room.

Now, standing naked next to the alter, with bodies and unidentifiable body parts all around her feet, Amy was frozen with fear. No scream came from her, but she did feel the warm wetness coursing down her legs as her bladder released.

Slowly looking around the room, and seeing no visible means of egress, Amy looked back to the floor. There now seemed to be hundreds of eyes looking back at her and when she recognized one pair of blue eyes, Amy snapped.