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The night of blood
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I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me? Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand.
The tip of the crimson red glistening knife was trickling with blood and my palms felt sticky and looked crimson, the blood seemed to run down on my elbow and I realised I lay in a pool of blood, my silk blouse and pastel pants got all bloody red and my hair too got sticky and wet with the blood.
There was a buzzing in my head and my left temple throbbed ,like a frog was attempting to jump out of my head. I don't know why I was still holding on to the knife, I propped my torso up to get up and sit. I couldn't pull myself up,like every cell of my body wanted to lie there and just sleep but the blood started stinking and it was cold and gross.
As I rested my hands on the side I touched something. Something sticky and cold, like the finger of a zombie and I turned around abruptly in shock. There lie this man and I recognized him at once. Ofcourse , this was the man I've worked for the past seven...