Elizabeth's POV
Blood...
Everywhere I looked, things were covered with this red sticky substance...
It covered my hands and arms...
It was running and dripping from the blade of the dagger...
People were lying in pools of their own blood...
It was everywhere... and the smell was sickening...
My heart suddenly pinched... and my stomach pulled into a knot...
How could I let this happen...?
My breath escalated, and I had this overwhelming feeling flowing inside me. Was I having a panic attack?
No, I will NOT!
I shall calm myself!
I am stronger than that!
I took a deep breath, forcing the sickening feeling down.
I brought the dagger's blade into my view and watched in fear how the red sticky substance moved from the tip of the dagger and ended up running over my fingers,
