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Kayson finally stopped and breathed deeply only after all 13 needles were poked into Gerald’s back. A small lump the size of a thumb protruded on Gerald’s back like it was about to break out of his skin. Kayson poked through the lump, and black-colored blood flowed out. The consistency of the fluid was sticky and felt like engine oil. At this time, Gerald spat out a mouthful of black-colored blood too. He then fainted. “Grandpa!” Rose ran up to support Gerald and worriedly asked, “Dr. Yarde, how is my grandfather?”

As I walk closer to it , a feeling inside me stirs – a disturbed feeling that is even new and disturbing to a soldier. On the fountains edge , I see a mini battlefield – the fountains edge was covered with dried blood. It looks as if a sacrifice was made and the stains of blood was left over as the person was to lazy to clean after themselves. The closer I got to the fountain , the more thinks I discovered. I noticed that the once clear water , was now a pink and deepish red colour – blood has been spilt into the water and it has been mixed. However , I watch as the water becomes more crimson as time passes.

My breath catches as I pull my hand away, bringing it in front of me. It’s red. Coated in blood. His blood.

So, she answered with a straight face, “All of the time, I guess.” Dr Tiana inhaled deeply. ‘Feisty couple!’ She cleared her throat and explained, "Your sickness is not life-threatening. These reddish-purple marks were caused by aggressive kissing or sucking of the soft skin. It caused the capillaries beneath the skin to rupture,” she explained. She hoped for her patient to understand the simple explanation. Jennet eyed her while smiling puzzlingly; confused at the explanation. There was silence among them as they eyed each other awkwardly. One hoped that the other to understand. The other one hopes for a much better explanation. But, neither one of the two can pick a better moment to speak.

And the color began to spread. It started at the blood—a thin line that widened, darkened, became a thread, then a rope, then a river of deep, rich crimson that flowed through the white like a crack in a glacier. It didn’t run downward or upward, but outward, in all directions, carving channels in the nothingness, filling the emptiness with veins of color that pulsed and throbbed with a rhythm that matched her heartbeat. *Thump-thump. Thump-thump. Thump-thump.*

And next to his name— A red mark appeared. Like blood.

SMACK! Red, swollen welts had erupted across my skin, each one throbbing with pain. My bones ached from the countless areas where they had puffed up, and I couldn't even begin to fathom how many bruises had formed. The sight of my body was a gruesome one, and I couldn't help but wonder if there was also a slight, unnoticed trickle of blood seeping out from my battered body.

He seemed to be trapped in his own world, paying no mind to anyone else. "You don't seem happy, but it's okay. You'll cheer up when we get to our new home." Having said that, Eddy raised his hand with difficulty and gently stroked Caroline's furrowed brows as if he wanted to soothe her pain. However, blood dripped from the corner of his lips and landed on Caroline's eyebrows. Caroline's brows were already furrowed, and coupled with her fair skin, the red blood looked striking to the eye. The more Eddy rubbed her eyebrows, the more he spread the blood on her face. In the end, her face was covered in blood. The red blood shone with a terrifying glint under the flickering light.

I grazed my finger over the red liquid, the metallic smell the liquid had, making it all clear. It was blood.

When I take a look at my ass, I notice the crimson stain right between my butt. It's blood.