Anne looked down at her fair hands which were stained with blood. Her heart suddenly started thumping rapidly that all the noise around her was blocked by the sheer rushing of her own blood.
It started becoming difficult to breathe, the more she saw the red stains on her fingers, the more the welling panic knocked the breath out of her lungs so much so she looked dazed as several of the Manors staff had taken Andrew away upon butler Jones's instructions.
"...going to be fine..."
Someone said something to her but the words barely registered in her mind, she was drowning inside an endless well of anxiety pulling her under.
Blood!
There was so much blood, it stained the floors, stained her hands, and Andrew...
She quickly snapped back to her senses.
"The hospital...he needs to go to the hospital!" She suddenly blurted not knowing that her face was already drenched in tears and blood was currently all over her from kneeling on the floor next to Andrew.
