Chapter 15: Whispering

Meanwhile, in the other room, Katcha collapses on the couch with a heavy sigh. She had just finished rubbing out the blood on the carpet and has left it soaking in laundry detergent in a bucket. Goldie walks up to her with a glass of water in hand and offers it to her.

“Oh,” Katcha responds, confounded. She slowly takes the glass and takes a sniff at it.

“It’s okay…” Goldie meekly says. She stares at him for a moment before handing the glass over to him.

“You drink first,” She demands, “Spare half of it for me.”

Goldie looks down at her in confusion but decides to take the glass back. He takes a good gulp off of it. Katcha watches the water visibly diminish from the cup, until it’s reduced to the amount she required.

“Okay, that’s enough. Thank you,” She says.

Goldie stops drinking and gives the cup back to Katcha. He then walks over to the chair from across