, Uganda
Chapter 5: The Unspeakable Horror
The sun had set, and the darkness of night had descended upon Kampala. The streets were empty and the only sound was the occasional bark of a dog in the distance.
The silence was broken by a loud scream that echoed through the city. It was a scream of terror, and it sent a chill down the spines of everyone who heard it.
The scream was followed by a series of loud thumps and crashes that seemed to be coming from the direction of the old abandoned warehouse.
The people of Kampala were afraid to investigate, but a brave few ventured out to see what was causing the commotion.
When they arrived at the warehouse, they were met with an unspeakable horror. The walls were covered in blood and the floor was littered with the mutilated bodies of men, women, and children.
The survivors of the massacre told a horrifying tale. They had been attacked by a group of men wearing masks and wielding machetes. The attackers had slaughtered everyone in the warehouse, leaving no survivors.
The people of Kampala were horrified by the brutality of the attack, and they vowed to never forget the unspeakable horror they had witnessed.