Cliff's POV
Alex sat on the floor, his face staring into the woman's eyes. His pale face was stained in blood. His dark brown hair dripped with crimson liquid. The metallic stench was suffocating.
"She had such perfect blue eyes. It's a waste," Alex spoke up, still keeping his focus on her. He must have noticed the door open. There was no one who would enter this place other than me.
I glanced at the corpse by his side. Her blue orbs still stared into nothingness. Her body lay there, mangled in blood and bio-waste. The stench slowly grew stronger. The pool of blood underneath slowly drying up and attracting flies. The noise of buzzing flies growing stronger.
