The only thing she could feel was the last few warm drops of blood trickling from her mouth and onto the ground. Biting her tongue had been a stupid idea; it had only made things worse.
She could faintly hear the drip of water somewhere, but no footsteps or cars; it was maddening. She had somehow stumbled into perhaps the only place in town that was both decrepit and void of people. Maybe no one would find her for days.
She could faintly hear the drip of water somewhere, but no footsteps or cars; it was maddening. She had somehow stumbled into perhaps the only place in town that was both decrepit and void of people. Maybe no one would find her for days.