(Alright cool)
Jamie groaned as he woke up, his back stiff. He shifted, trying to get more comfortable, before realizing he wasn't in his bed. He opened his eyes blearily, and noted that he wasn't even in his house. He was immediately hit with the overwhelming scent of blood, and he gagged at the sight before him. There were bodies thrown throughout the room, some missing limbs and others heads. A small few of them looked unharmed, and he looked down at himself and noticed he was too.
He sat up, one of his shaking hands coming to cover his mouth. He could feel his own panicked breathing, and he flinched when his back hit the wall. He hadn't even known he was leaning back. What happened here? he thought, gazing at the horrific scene before him. What could have possibly- his eyes widened when he finally remembered. The creatures. Jamie let out a choked sob, trying not to throw up. If he hadn't been panicking before, he certainly was now.