My heartbeat quickened as Adam's brutal little punches hit him, he fought back but his resilience was useless as he was surrounded. I cowered behind the school fence as they hit him from all angles, hitting him harder and harder. Their fists fueled by anger, hit him without hesitation, showed him no mercy. "Please, I'm…..n.. dying." The roaring wind weakened my hearing. His sharp eyes met mine and he gave me a look of desperation, like the look of a deer just before being consumed by a pack of wolves. It was becoming harder to see as the blizzard grew stronger and dark clouds filled the sky. My chest tightened when I heard a loud noise, like the sound of ice breaking, I had a really terrible feeling in my stomach. I rushed to the scene and saw his skull smashed, thick blood pouring from his head staining the pure white snow. Adam began to stare into my eyes, his gaze so fierce that my hands began to tremble. Brock came closer and put his hands on my shoulder “Don't worry, he won't snitch on us, he can be trusted”. Adam looked at the mess he had made and then...