It took Jasmine Yale a long time to get up from the ground.
She leaned against the wall and turned on the light.
As the light came on, she was momentarily blinded by the brightness after the darkness and shielded her eyes with her hands.
When her eyes slowly adjusted, she gingerly opened them.
To her shock, as soon as her eyes opened!
There was blood on the back of her hand and on her clothes?!
Jasmine was terrified!
Yes, it was blood.
Bright red blood!
She had been fine when she got back, so how did these bloodstains appear?
Jasmine suddenly realized that the blood... belonged to Sylvan Cheney.
She glanced at the floor; there was no blood there, so could it be that she had touched his wound while struggling?
She hadn't turned on the light earlier and hadn't even seen Sylvan's expression clearly, let alone his wounds.
But the blood was indeed on her hands and scarf.
Jasmine rushed to the door, swung it open with one hand, and ran towards the elevator!