C18 Chapter 18

I’ve enever see nany thing like this. My mind can’t wrap around the fact that Zack’s body cracks and splits apart as if something inside him tries to break free. Dustin and Jeff pin his shoulders, and I use my weight to keep his legs restrained.

Guttural, wet sounds escape his monstrous mouth, and he yells in pain.

“He’s dying.” Sasha’s words hum in my ears