A Thing
The old man angrily punches upwards into your stomach, causing you to move your arm in response, slitting his throat and spraying blood everywhere.
You take a second to get your bearings after the confrontation and stagger to your feet absolutely covered in blood. Just soaking in the stuff. Entirely covered from head to toe in that good good red life juice. Smeared across the body with that human heart fluid. Dripping like a dog getting out of a pool.
You die from having too much blood on you.
You take a second to get your bearings after the confrontation and stagger to your feet absolutely covered in blood. Just soaking in the stuff. Entirely covered from head to toe in that good good red life juice. Smeared across the body with that human heart fluid. Dripping like a dog getting out of a pool.
You die from having too much blood on you.
