Margret felt a tad bit hazy as she woke up. She had no idea why she had a kink in her neck. She rose up a little, supporting herself with an elbow and massaging her neck with her other hand. Struggling to open her eyes, she wondered why couldn't feel her pillow, or why her bed felt hard like the floor, and why her shirt felt soaked. Slowly, she opened her eyes to a shocking realization. The cold eyes of a lifeless Sylvester staring back at her! She became fully awake instantly. Sickened by pool of blood all over her, she quickly jumped to her feet, tossing the stretched arm of the body waywards. She started walking backwards, her steps in sync with the rhythm her pounding heart was making till she reached the book shelf separating her from the wall. Immediately, images began flashing to her head, and the pounding in her chest increased with every horror she saw. The horror of what she had done.
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