Jimmy's wife waited behind the bush until she was sure that everyone had left. They sat there for over an hour, listening to complete silence, before she lifted her sleeping daughter into her arms and carried her back to the barn.
Everything was eerily silent. All of the chickens were gone or dead, and there were no movements or chatter from the other residents.
The moment she stepped inside the barn, she smelled a nauseating scent that made her stomach turn.
Blood covered the walls and floors. There were corpses of dead chickens as well as men that she didn't recognize.
Thankfully, her daughter was sleeping soundly in her arms and didn't have to see such a horrifying sight.
She carefully walked through the barn until she saw a familiar figure in the corner.
"Jimmy!" she breathed.
Her chest felt like it was caving in on itself when she saw her husband's cold corpse on the ground. The only thing keeping her from falling to the ground was her daughter, who was in her arms.
