BackcountryChapter 2
It took a second to understand what was going on. The bailiff started to turn, perhaps sensing me behind him, but I was already swinging the hatchet! He put his hand up to protect himself but I caught him by the ear and there was a sickening thump as the hatchet buried its whole head in his. He dropped straight to the ground, dead before he hit it, some severed fingers falling like tossed carrots and his hand pinned to his head by my blade. It was over in seconds. It was all over. Ma...