A dead woman on the ground

Davian entered the police station. As he saw a woman lying face down on the ground, he screamed and ran towards her.

I remained silent. I was scared. My hands were trembling. I was sweating profusely.

"What happened to her? Who did this to her?

When Davian turned her. He abruptly said Holland, speak to me." Davian checks her pulse. Then he put his hand on her mouth. Whether she is breathing or not. But I knew that she had gone. Her eyes were open. Blood was coming out of his mouth and nose. The knife was at her heart.

Her color had turned yellow. I sat on the ground. Davian then moved his right hand forward and closed her eyes. Davian took off his shirt and put it on her face. Davian rose to his feet and then looked at me.

He was looking angry. He came to me and made me stand by holding my arm. I was horrified that I killed her. My body was shaking with fear.