The Sanguine Mistress

VI

Jacob rest soundly, fast asleep in a hospital bed. His arm lying on the outside of the thin blanket, the right fore arm probed with a long plastic tube connecting him to a bag of blood resting on a metal pole. The television was on, playing old, comically violently cartoons. Next to his bed was a small end table, displaying get well cards, flowers, balloons and such.  His snores linger within the room. It has not even been a full day and he seems to be making a recovery, he wasn't a pale, his breathing normal. He even heard from one of the nurses that he should be able to return home quite soon. That thought marinates in his mind, just a little longer and you'll be home. A smile had formed within the corner of his lip allowing his body the drift away.
A slow creek of a door opening, "Jacob?", a voice calls out to him, requesting a response.
"You can come in", Jacob answered. One of the nurses walk inside, she stood to the side allowing a police officer to approach him. He had a pocket sized notebook and a ballpoint pen in his hand.
" good morning, I'm Officer Williams, It's come to my understanding that you were in the night theater the night of the incident. Do you mind answering a few questions", a sense of caution brewing within Jacob's being. Reluctant from the surprise visit.
"Relax, you're not in trouble, I just wanna know what happened", Jacob gaze meets the officer, "I was working crew, for Blood Moon", He finally answered as his vision fades before him. His mind brought him back. Back to that dressing room door.

Next to him, on his right hand side was Robert, he was wearing a black sweat top black jean, black running shoes, on his head was a a beanie, which was also black. He also had a bag, red with a white gold trim, and had a few buttons on it. He walked a few paces ahead of him, opening the door of the dressing room, "I'm really glad your here friend, I would have no one to talk to otherwise", he smiled at Jacob, enthused by his presence before opening the door of the dressing room. Inside, a few cast member (with the assistance of crew) were already at work, prepping for their upcoming scenes. Getting dressed into their costumes, applying makeup, and exchanging casual conversations.

Robert lead me to a walk in closet, we need to prep for the first scene he said. Setting his bag down before giving me a dress. We just have to steam out the wrinkles.

Robert delicately lifted a long black dress by the hanger, off of the rack of clothes. He swipes at it with his hand, patting out the possible dust that could have latch on to its fabric, "just this and her shoes as of right now".

He handed me the dress on the hanger, before leading me to an empty space. We were inspecting the dress. it was quite wrinkled, so Robert went away for the steamer. I'll be right back. by the time he returned, it was just us two.

"okay, I got the steamer, sorry for the long wait, I got drag into helping crew with the set.", Robert explains. He held the pole of the steamer in his hand, allowing it to roll forward with its wheels, "don't worry. We still have enough time, we're just streaming out the wrinkles. Roberts explains pushing the pole of the streamer to the nearest outlet across the room. Resting his body on his left knee before plugging it in.

Steaming the dress was easy, it didn't take too long for us to finish. We place the now wrinkle free dress on one of the empty racks. Robert asked me to get a red and black corset from the walk in closet. It took a moment before I found it. I was seconds from leaving the closet. I remember feeling an intense pain. Robert. I guess I took too long to find the corset. He was the last person I saw before Everything went black.

Jacob's eye returned to that hospital room. Fatigued from recalling previous events, his head sinks in his pillow. Jacob's story marinates in Williams thoughts. Quickly coming to a conclusion. Robert was the last person Jacob's saw before passing out. Therefore, Robert must have seen what had happened.