"My wife came home smelling like blood a few days ago. I think she did something dreadful," Nathan released frantically.
The others watched him wander to the couch and slumped down heavily on it.
Caily moved to sit with him on the same couch, she only stared closely at his face, not saying a word.
"As in real blood?" Charlie's voice cracked with puzzlement,
"Or cow blood?" Emily joined in, with a puzzled tone as well,
Caily contributed, only with a baffled expression, she was also curious what Nathan meant by what he said,
"Real blood, Emily," Nathan snapped. He bowed his head down and buried it in his hands. He released a loud heavy sign that got the others worried and confused on what really was going on.
Caily's face twisted in a slightly worried expression, Nathan seemed so troubled for some reason that it got her bothered, "Are you okay?" She asked, "Was it that serious?" She asked, again.
