Elowyn was sent to clean bloodstains from the training floor as part of discipline for the fight she didn't start, couldn't stop and still felt inside her bones.

She was alone. It was late and cold. She was exhausted and bitter.

Elowyn kept working fast and looking around her incase anyone was coming to unleash their withheld hand of justice upon her.

She was scared and kept feeling like the dead cadet was coming towards her from every corner.

His face kept flashing in her mind.

Then ...