Bab 646: Blood- Part 2

The blood down from the knife Helen held in her hand. Some spots of blood that had fallen on her dainty looking floral dress that had meant to dither a person from the evil person she was. Penny could feel her head-turning faint as time passed by. The people who had been tied on either side of her had been alive two minutes ago and now they were dead with blood still falling one drop after another on the dark muddy ground.

Heat! That was right, thought Penny to herself. She had had to blow the light into a fire to let her hands and legs free from the bounds but she barely had any time right now. 

Helen was taking her own sweet time as if she wanted Penny to feel the fear coursing through her veins and Penny knew that, and this also meant Helen's play was giving her the spare seconds of time.