"It was one of the tourists who came with us."
As Deathstroke used the fishing rod to hoist up the corpse, the gorilla gave his assessment. He studied the dripping-wet body with his head tilted. "His face looks a little familiar."
The reason he had to tilt his head was that the corpse's head was nearly falling off. Its neck had been severed by a sharp weapon, with only a little flesh still connecting one side, leaving the dead man's head lolling to one side.
"More than that, there's a penetrating wound in his chest, made by a machete. There's also a ring of wounds on his left leg, from a bear trap."
The woods beside them rustled as Su Ming added his observations. He was somewhat interested in how this corpse had died.
They had come to have fun at the Amusement Park, yet less than an hour had passed since they entered the exhibit and the first victim had already appeared. That suggested Pralaya might have arrived. She wanted to play a game with Deathstroke.
Or rather, a new round of indoctrination was about to begin.
"So don't tell me this river connects to a lake called Crystal Lake." Bobo took a drag from his cigarette and slowly exhaled. He had watched Friday the 13th too, and the more he heard about the murder method, the more it sounded like the work of that "sunshine boy," Jason.
"Pralaya is here. She's mixing elements from other worlds into our current one." Su Ming chuckled and looked up at the sky. "If I'm not mistaken, this town, along with all of us, has already been completely cut off from Earth -16."
Nothing in the sky had changed. The sunlight remained warm, the heavens azure, and the clouds still drifted lazily