Lost
Jess breathed harshly, her pants echoing within the silent walls.
Her hands started to shake.
Suddenly, all the blood drained from herself as she came back into self-awareness.
She found herself staring into blank black eyes.
They were devoid of any life.
She felt like she was being choked by an invisible hand. For a moment, she even thought that perhaps it was Charuru's ghost that had come back to take retribution on her for the unjust death that she had suffered.
Shaken, Jess stepped back, her knife clattering on the stone floor.
The world turned, and she found herself down on the ground, having slipped on the blood that flowed out from Charuru's numerous wounds.
Jess' heartbeat sounded so much louder in her ears, and the silence rang loudly in place. She felt like her entire world had focused down on the sight of Charuru's lifeless body.