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Red. It was all she could see, on the floor, on his clothes. Ayako instantly detested the color as she tried to pick him up and drag him inside, after he’d somehow managed to carry himself up to her apartment door. Grunting quietly, she pulled him through the door and down the hall toward the living room area, but stopped once she propped him against the side of the couch. Blood trailed in a slick line the entire way, but that will have to wait till later, she thought to herself. The least she could do was throw a rug down on the carpet in front of the door in the hallway, to keep her neighbors from asking any strange questions. After locking the door, she ran back inside to the kitchen, filled a large bowl with warm water, and carried it back to the living room, dropping to her knees by the injured man. “This is probably going to hurt… if you can hear me, I’m so sorry,” she murmured as she began removing his shirt so she could clean his wounds.









