Speck Of Blood In Stool の小説・ストーリー

It’s almost like something toxic. When my eyes land on the blood that I just threw out of my mouth, the color of it startles me. It’s black.

As I sipped on the tea, I could feel the warmth of the liquid soothe my throat and stomach. Evans took out a small needle and pricked my finger, collecting a drop of my blood. He placed the drop on a small glass slide and examined it under his microscope. I watched him carefully, unsure of what he was looking for. After a few moments, Evans turned to me with a grave expression. "Dresh," he said, "there's something strange in your blood. Something that shouldn't be there." "What do you mean?" I asked, feeling a sense of dread wash over me.

"I'm Sarah. Dr. Park is with a patient but she'll be here shortly. Let's get you into a gown." I changed. Hands still shaking. "Have you passed any clots?" Sarah asked. "I don't think so. Just blood." "Cramping?" "Maybe? I can't tell. Everything feels weird." "That's normal. Try to relax." Relax. Sure. Easy. Dr. Park came in five minutes later. "Luna. Tell me what's happening." "I was in a meeting. Felt wetness. Went to the bathroom. Blood. Bright red. Not a lot but enough."

The morning started like every other day. The air was cool, the kind that made you want to stay curled up under the blanket for just a few more minutes. For a second, everything felt normal peaceful, quiet. Then I noticed it. A dark stain on the floor near my bed. At first, I thought it was water, maybe something I spilled the night before. But as I sat up, rubbing my eyes, my chest tightened. It wasn’t water. It was blood. A thin, dark trail stretched across the white tiles, leading straight toward my bathroom.

“Is there a way to check what is inside his stomach right now?” She nods silently. Then she takes a deep breath and puts some pressure on Seth’s stomach. He retches, and out flowing from his mouth is blood. The smell of it alone is enough to confirm my fears. “That’s human blood. Seth harmed a human.”

He hadn't stopped. My breath hitched, a sharp, shaky sound that broke the heavy, suffocating silence of the room, cutting through the oppressive stillness that clung to everything. A fresh wave of nausea rolled through me. I turned my head to the side, slowly, painfully, and that’s when my gaze landed on it. The blood. Stark against the once-pristine white sheets, a violent splash of crimson, an undeniable, horrifying stain. It was everywhere, smeared and streaked, a brutal, cruel testament to everything that had happened, to everything he had taken.

Mia looked up, concerned. “Evelyn, are you okay?” “I’m fine” I called back, though my voice was strained. Once inside the bathroom, I barely had time to close the door before I was doubled over the sink, vomiting violently. I groaned in discomfort, clutching the edge of the counter for support. But when I glanced down at the sink, my heart stopped. Blood. Dark, thick blood stained the white porcelain, stark and horrifying. My breath quickened, hands trembling as I backed away from the sink.

The number of occurrences is considered to be quite high. When I bleed, the blood is a grayish-white color with flecks of black and white, and it sparkles like the stars in the night sky. At various points in time, both the light and the dark were chasing after me. Just who am I? And I had no idea what you were talking about.

I stare at myself in the mirror, seeing the color drained from my face. My usual pale skin has turned entirely white as if I haven’t seen the sun in years. I breathe in and out repeatedly, trying to get my head back on straight. My stomach churns again, and I realize that the stomach pain from Derek wasn’t even from him. It was me. I run into one of the bathroom stalls and sit on the toilet, and that’s when I notice it. Blood droplets on my panties. I’m spotting? What the fuck is going on?

After consuming a spoonfull of meal after another, Mayari suddenly started to cough hard like there is a stone stuck in her throat, that she fell from her chair and puke. "Ms. Mayari! Are yo-" Lissy's eyes suddenly widened in terror. Mayari not only vomited the undigested food on the floor but along with it is red claret blood.