The Barn

The lips a dark blue color, and their hair scalped off, the best I could see. You couldn’t tell if it was a girl or boy. This poor soul looked as if it were beaten. As if someone or something had been eating them. My heart pounding so hard that I was sure it was about to jump out of my chest. Pounding, pounding, louder and louder all I could think of was for it to be quiet before anyone heard it.