SALEM

From the bedroom, through the corridors, and into the living room, I dragged Jared by the collar as he groaned in pain.

With a final yank, I flung him forward, and he stumbled onto the cold, polished wooden floor.

I paced the room, my rage barely contained, while he hissed through his teeth. His eyes swirled with confusion, as if he couldn’t grasp what he’d done wrong.

Though he was far too afraid to fucking ask.

"What the fuck did you just do, old man?" I snapped, my eyes burning with primal rage.

His silence only pissed me off more.

"Are you deaf?" I spat, stepping forward as he...