Chapter 102: Red Handed

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My senses slowly came back to me. Around me was darkness, I could feel a softness underneath me, and a sticky moisture. I immediately sat up, my eyes flashed open with urgency, and fear.

I had no clue where I was. I had no idea how long I had been asleep. The only thing on my mind was, that I had fallen asleep.

I looked around, slowly it donned on me where I was.

This was Cemilian's room.

As I looked around the wet stickiness came to my attention. I glanced down, my eyes went wide. My body shook, and shuddered. My pulse quickened. I felt light.

There was splashes of blood all around me, a pool of blood underneath me.

I checked my body. There were no cuts, injuries, or marks of any kind.

However,

. . . My hand, my hands were covered in blood.

Was this my doing?

Then the sound caught my attention, a soft sound, no more than a soft sobbing, a murmuring cry. I got up, following the source of the sound, and a small trail of blood, to the next door.

There he was in a shadowy corner of the next room.

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