Kev couldn't understand what was happening to him.
Horrific thoughts flooded his mind, and his heart overflowed with greed and madness.
He wanted to spare no one.
From Lena to Yuxin, he wanted to kill them all and collect their corpses.
An uncountable number of ways he could kill them flashed through his mind, some so brutal, they would make cannibals look like saints in comparison.
Suddenly.
He felt so insanely disgusted with himself that a wave of nausea took over.
His body lurched forward as a guttural retch ripped from his throat.
Hurk!
A thick stream of bile burst from his mouth, splattering onto the cold stone floor.
When he finished puking, he slumped against the nearby wall.
His breath came out in ragged gasps, his chest heaved, but there was a sense of relief in his heart.
This relief emerged from knowing that the terrifying impulse boiling in his heart was no longer irresistible, traces of rationality blooming in his mind like flowers after a violent storm.
