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Blood ...... is all blood, a fishy red piece, viscous spread on the ground, like a demonic red lotus blooming in the midnight. I stood frozen, listening to a sound of almost swimming weak breathing, head mechanically twisted over, suddenly, a cold and piercing breath, with has been blood and flesh hands to me. <br /> It was him! <br /> Pulling me in with a fishy-smelling and clinging hand of rotting flesh,...