“How about what she did to me?” He stumbled around behind Titania, putting her between him and the store. She stared at him as he checked his wound again. “Look at all this blood, man. I’m like stigmatic or something now.”
I stopped moving toward the store as Winter came running out of it after Jesus. She was n***d and covered in blood, too, although I didn’t see any wounds on her body. So the blood must have been all his.
That wasn’t the only thing that made me stop. There was also the fact that she picked up the clothing racks in her way and threw them to the side, as if she had superhuman strength. Or inhuman. They crashed into other racks or the walls, but she didn’t seem to notice. She didn’t take her eyes off Jesus. She held a broken aftershave bottle in her hand, the end all jagge
