Gabriel was huffing and puffing in the center of the room while he waited for an answer. Our eyes were locked in an intense glare from where I lay on the blood-soaked carpet with the metallic scent continuously seeping up my nose- and when I slowly got up I tried not to slip on the wet floor or trip over their bodies. The blood under my feet made the floor into an ice rink, I lost balance and saw Gabe's hand twitch to reach out but I steadied myself.

Without answering him I removed my ...