Reverse. (2/2)

"You killed him, you heartless bastard!" she lets out. More of a cry, less of a yell.

She stops running and sees him over the body, crowbar in hand.

She sprints backwards out of the building as he pulls back swings of the crowbar.

The dents in the head of the man on the floor disappear, a wad of saliva and blood is sucked back into his mouth as more blood drips back into his nose.

He lowers his arm. He sees the crowbar and prepares for impact.

He watches as a large figure disappears into the shadows.

"Julia's not here," a voice says.

"Julia?! Where are you?!" he yells, "Julia?!"

He runs -in reverse- out of the door.

An empty room. Silence.