CHAPTER 35
Longinus had only just managed to get up when Rory passed out.
“Rory? Rory!”
He hovered, then crept forward, and knelt down next to her. His hand touched a little of her blood.
The world went dark.
He awoke on his back with the dreadful stench of blood in his nose. His stomach immediately began its dance, and he turned and crawled away, towards the door. He couldn’t think of anything save getting out to the fresh air and away from all that blood. Blood everywhere, so much blood everywhere, everywhere.
He reached the door, reached up for the handle, opened it, and flopped out like a dead fish. He lay in the fresh air for a moment, breathing in deep gulps. After a time, he pulled himself up and returned inside. Rory was still where he had left her, lying on her back. Her fac
