The blood ran in what seemed like predetermined places

The shock was etched on my pale face

It was like I was seeing myself rather than feeling

Of being in that moment

One second two seconds three seconds

No cries were heard just a deathly silence like we were frozen

Then launching into action

Wiping

Desperately trying to get to find the source of so much blood

And stemming the tide

My shock brought on the cries

Understandably

It no longer flowed or trickled almost like it never happened

I realised I was panting

Unable to control the ins or outs