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The peace in the garden eventually settled again. Apart from the murderous scene that had transpired before and had created a horrid setting the panic had gone entirely. It was silent, but not in the comforting way I'd expected it to be. Despite my neutral expression I was sure I had frozen in I was secretly terrified. I regretted being so confident that my looks and scary attire would frighten Figs so much they wouldn't say a word about what they had encountered. I knew that couldn't, and wouldn't be the case. There was no way the word wouldn't get out to at least one other person they were close with or some nosey gootraxian who caught notice of the few blood stains and minor injuries coating their entire body. I didn't want to dwell on the thought for long, I should be focusing on what I'm going to do to rid of the evidence. However, I was sure no matter how long I thought about it I'd never be able to cleanse this place enough to the point there wasn't a single drop of blood dripping from the walls and slipping through the cracks of the floor tiles.

Would it truly matter though? It's not like it were another gootraxian or slime creature, it was human, a species most has despised for so long. They would care of course, at least pay some mind to who had been so angry and bloodthirsty to glorify them like I did. It wouldn't be as risky as leaving a gootrax at the scene thankfully, I still had no idea where I was going to hide the body even after so long of thinking. I was able to exit the mind of my daydreaming and overly processed thoughts to come back to reality and realize how much time I had wasted here, risking being seen. I quickly collected my self, tapping my head several times with a bloodied paw in hopes I'd be able to spend more of my time in the reality of it all rather then thinking it over, and ran. I would have much rather preffered to exit through the grass caves, the other exit was a very popular route for both human and gootraxian (despite having me run through there several times suffering from starvation and panting like a helpless dog). But with it being the area Figs had retreated into, I feared my escape would be cut short by an angry Plantix trying to claw my face off.

I decided why not and continued on. There was luckily nobody there as I had anticipated, the window provided me more then enough insight on the area I was in making it easier for me to prevent witnesses (that aren't Figs). I didn't dare to push my luck by going through the caves though. I had been awake and wandering since early morning and had lost track of time, but I was sure it was at least noon now, the time power hungry goos and humans alike come rushing out of hiding and brawling in the most open areas, one of which being the caves it self. The others were highly guarded by the territorial gootraxians that live there.

There was no other way to go back home then the flooded room through the protective barrier. I considered just waiting in the sectors until a power outage or blackout started but by the time one of those were bound to start the cafeteria would be closed, Sprinklekit locking it from the inside and closing for the rest of the afternoon, I'd be locked out.

I examined my self, slowly realizing that being so close to the corpse wasn't my only problem. I was absolutely drenched in blood, so much so I wouldn't be surprised if it had started a stench within the thin layers of my fur. I sighed loudly knowing it probably could've been prevented if I had taken better care of my self before hand. Maybe, just maybe, it wasn't to late to start. Ever so cautiously I crept into the flooded area, freezing and biting my tongue as the door slid open and closed again. The silence made it seem louder then usual, especially considering I was trying to leave this place unnoticed by goos that'd go absolutely rabid at the smell of blood and undignified dining. I felt it'd be useless to keep on sneaking around the way I was because of how loud the door had been, I fully expected to turn the corner to several aquatic goos curiously staring in my direction to see who had entered their area of dormant. Surprisingly, nobody was there, just my self and the sound of the murky water hitting the railing that barely kept it in one area. I felt the need to call out to the open air considering this place was another hot spot and nobody was around, not even the constant chatter of smug humans camping the safety of the barrier.

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