Blood.
Blood all over the floor.
When Hero hadn't found Basil in the garden, he sucked in a sharp breath, the tears already racing down his face, and knocked hard on the bathroom door.
No response.
Thankfully, the locks on the bathroom door were the kind you could get open with a butterknife, so that's exactly what Hero did.
He slowly opened the door.
Blood.
Blood all over the floor.
The tears made Hero's vision blurry, and the crying was loud enough for Polly to rush into the bathroom, finding the boy she had cared for was now dead.
"He's dead." Hero sobbed, his voice shaky.
He looked at Polly, wiping the tears from his eyes.
"We need to call 911. They'll... deal with things. Because I can't. Not right now." Hero said.
Polly nodded her head, and hugged Hero, who welcomed the small act of comfort.
