Fear, it felt like a thousand needles pricking my entire skin, growing like an expanding balloon within my chest.

Sadness, it crushed me with an overwhelming force of a tidal wave as I am drowning in its aphidious embrace.

My whole body was still shivering while I am sitting on the sink. From here in my seat, I could still see the remaining blood splattered from Stephanie. Her body has been removed but my imagination still sees her lying on the floor and unconscious... dead.

My hands and feet were getting cold which makes me unable to move in my seat. My eyes hurt, I wanted to cry but no...