Febuwhump Day 4: Blood Stain
So much blood.
There was so much blood.
Would these hands ne’er be clean?
Not the time to be quoting Macbeth. Not when there were two bodies on the floor, sanguine bubbling liquid was pooling into the brand new carpet, and Birch was pretty sure they were breathing fast enough to make everyone in a two-mile radius lightheaded. And Birch was pretty sure Meng was on their way back to the “safe”house.
She was going to be so pissed about the stain.












