Chapter 30: No Hope Left

"My son! My son! You damned heavens… ah!" The heart-rending wails came from the apartment next to Ethan Greaves's. "I smell blood," Jay Showyer said suddenly. Ethan had caught it too, but he hadn't thought much of it at first. With that crying in his ears, though, something felt wrong. The neighbor's front door stood open. From the hallway, Ethan could see a crowd packed inside. The woman screaming herself hoarse was Irene from next door. She had just turned forty, sharp-tongued and fierce...