She was frightened by the blood trails she saw while coming back home. She hoped that whoever it was would dare not to take refuge in her comfort zone. Hayley saw the entrance open when she got closer to the house. She bit her lips and scurried in.
“I knew it,” Hayley told herself. She followed the blood trails which led her into the basement. “What happened to you?”
“I was attacked.” He said, his breath was seizing and his injuries weren't healing, he wondered what that witch must have done to him because the injury was afflicting more pain than he ever imagined. Hayley kneeled close to him, she tore his shirt exposing the injured part.
“Who did this?” She quizzed looking into his eyes.
“Earnestine.” He murmured.
Amadeus's eyebrows fluttered, he wanted to give in but Hayley hit his face and he woke up.