On her way back to the lab, she noticed little drops of blood on the ground.
That was odd. Odd that she couldn’t smell the blood and odd that it was there at all.
When she got closer to the lab, the blood droplets stopped, and so did she. The trail of droplets stretched all the way back towards the refectory.
“What the … ?” Abby muttered, and sniffled. She didn’t have a tissue, so hastily wiped her nose with the back of her hand.
But when she pulled it away, her hand was smeared with blood.
Did she have a nose bleed? She thumbed her nose and it came away clean.
Then where had the blood come from?
Abby dropped her cup.
Cow blood joined the droplets of what had to be her own blood on the floor. Just to check, she wiped her free hand across her cheek, making sure to catch all of her t
