BEST SERVED HOT- THE SCAR
BEST SERVED HOT- THE SCAR About five minutes later, we arrived at Chief's house to a police van parked outside and several horrible spectacles running through my mind. We were denied entry and had to join the gathered crowd, which was already thick with rumors. The policemen soon emerged bearing a bundle, and the worst of my imaginations was confirmed. It was Patrick, wrapped in a curtain and pulled by the limbs and very much dead. The curtain was literally soaked with blood and dripping, and an errant part of my mind wondered at the enormous quantity of blood that was in the human body. Upon attempting to maneuver through the narrow entrance of the gate, the curtain slipped and our friend's body slipped out, showing three gruesome stab wounds on his lower back where his shirt rode up. The murmuring crowd fell silent as the officers, looking all bored as though they dealt with such every day, r...