"Of course it's me, you idiot," Dante kicked a small trash can. "We were supposed to be eating burgers, and now we have to get rid of a body in the middle of the city."
"Hahaha, sweet, good, and innocent Dante helping me hide a corpse," Ben mocked as he grabbed the broken arms of the corpse.
Dante grabbed the legs of the corpse, and as he tried to lift it, part of the intestines spilled out.
Dante immediately dropped the legs and ran to vomit in a corner.
Ben smirked mockingly.
"Stop laughing, you idiot," Dante's eyes were red from vomiting.
Ben just laughed and raised an eyebrow, cautiously observing a shadow.
He signaled to Dante, who also noticed it.
The shadow began to approach, and the hearts of both Dante and Ben raced.
The shadow came closer and closer, and just as Ben was preparing to attack, he realized the shape the shadow was taking.
He raised an eyebrow with a smile.
A dog!
Indeed, when the shadow was close enough, they could see where it was coming from.
