Sometimes, you're already aware of the bad that has happened. Or your mind automatically offers you the worst case scenario. It's pessimism at its best, but it also prepares you for whatever it is you need to face; in a way...
My legs moved, and before I knew it, I was tearing down the street, towards the open front door. The cold air mercilessly bit my cheeks, the smell of blood becoming thicker, making me nauseous. It made my skin crawl to think of who's blood...
No.
"Elijah!" I called out, barging through and frantically searching for any clue, any telltale sign. Rei was saying something behind me, but I couldn't hear her. The words tumbled and crashed in my brain; incoherent. I felt bile rise in my throat. I struggled to push it down.
My feet pounded the floorboards, and the moment
