A woman , clad in a silk black robe that had ridden up her legs , lay with her head swimming in a pool of blood , most of which still bubbled from a gash in her skull . A twisted sheet wrapped around her skewed arms , now crimson red under the winding fabric . Her mouth gaped , a trickle of blood smearing down her cheek .
John dropped his eyes and put a hand to his mouth , noticing as he did the trail of red footprints that led off across the floor .
Emotion: Surprise