Rust

Clattering equipment, moved aside beds that some people was laying on. A specific floor underground was in chaos as the people in white lab coats distanced themselves from the woman who casually walked in the room with a wide smirk on her face.

Her short hair flutter as she took confident steps forward while her hands sways on her side along with the dagger seized in her hand. The sound of her heel on the marbled floor was the only sound that they could hear besides the things that the woman would push aside for her straight path.

"S-she is..." A woman's shaking voice was heard as she looks at her companion who was wearing the same fear that was evident on their faces. "S-she is..."

Her companion gulped but her body didn't stop from shaking with fear. "A murderess." She continued what the woman was meaning to say.