#WritcoStoryChallenge
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.

All was dark and blurry. My head felt like water was filling my brain and my ears. My chest felt like the world's weight was crushing my lungs. I try my best to gain ground and stand, only to have my balance defeated by the blood soaked floor below me. Coughing, gasping for breath, I grabbed my chest. Rubbing my palm against it, I felt what seemed to be ragged and mangled material. A startling realization came over me when I looked down at my chest. What I thought...