Chapter 273:
Julie's POV
What my eyes were landing on wasn't just an ugly scene; it was a living nightmare that transcended the limits of the human mind. The gym, once a symbol of strength and activity, had been transformed in the blink of an eye into a human slaughterhouse reeking of the metallic scent of death. Body parts were scattered across the hall with a nausea-inducing brutality; a severed hand lying near the weights, and a leg detached from its pelvis as if it were a piece of meat in a blood-soaked butchery.
