067: Sensitiveness

"So much for not killing anymore,"

Scarlet uttered profanity, taking out the blade she had hushed up in the human's neck, blood instantly smudging the floor as she got up, letting the knife fall from her grasp while gawking at the blood with a revolted expression as she suddenly felt the need to retch but clapped her hand over her mouth. When did she get so susceptible?

Again, she gagged, her hand going down to clutch her stomach, feeling a horrendous feeling surging. she averted her gaze from the blood but the sickening dry metallic scent still lingered around her nose.

"Hey..."

her head turned at the voice, seeing Reid sauntering down the stairs with his phone. His eyes flickered between the mess on the floor and sighed. "I thought you said not to kill them"

"Well, they were being nosey, we need to get out of here while I need to vomit!" With those words, Scarlet ran in the direction of the bathroom, Reid scurried after her, walking into the bathroom to find Scarlet over the to