C283 I Don't Have Anything else to Ask

I held on to the edge of the door. "Who are you? What's going on?"

The person who was standing in front of me was like a wall of flesh as he casually wiped away the blood that was flowing all over his face. She then casually rubbed the blood that was emitting a pungent smell onto the hem of her clothes. The woman who was going to scare people this morning spoke