"Where do you think you're going?" she says.
I spin on my heel to face her.
"Excuse me?" I reply.
She gives a mischievous grin and walks closer.
I open my mouth to say something but am stopped by her glare.
Suddenly, my white shirt is stained red.
"Good-bye." She tilts her head and smiles.
Georgia's eyes were red from tears.
"What even happened? What could have happened?!" she cries.
"I'm sorry, we can't tell. It appears he either bled to death or drowned. I could go more into detail but I'm not sure you would want that." Dr. Ayame says.
Georgia turns away and Rutger pats her on the shoulder.