I sink down and just shut my eyes.
The only sound is my breathing and the beating of my own heart.
It's soo quiet.
Soo quiet it's like I'm alone.
What do I discover when I make my way upstairs?
There is a sticky metallic-smelling liquid on the floor.
I start to think of what it could be when I get it.
Dead.
They are all dead and yet I am still living.
How, Who, Why, and When are all of the questions running through my mind.
