Losing Control

Everyone close enough slowly heard a very faint sound of something dripping. They were unable to accurately pinpoint where the sound came from but the thin red line that appeared on the announcer's body suddenly became thicker and thicker. The dripping sound turned to a downpour as anything inside his body that wasn't holding onto anything dropped on the flooring. Blood sprayed everywhere and Mr. Cuervo and I were stained by most of it. However, neither of us moved from our spot and we just watched him slowly fall down into two equal pieces.