Follow the backpack's bloody trail.
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| - | You sighed and | + | You sighed and stood up, pain shooting up from the edges of the torn part of your face. |
As you walked towards the window, you noticed there were shards of glass on the floor. Obviously, the bits of shards were scattered where you need to go. | As you walked towards the window, you noticed there were shards of glass on the floor. Obviously, the bits of shards were scattered where you need to go. | ||
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You sighed and stood up, pain shooting up from the edges of the torn part of your face.
As you walked towards the window, you noticed there were shards of glass on the floor. Obviously, the bits of shards were scattered where you need to go. Ignoring the glass particles, you attempted to step over the shards.
Evidently, you tripped and fell on your hands and knees. As the glass in your hands starts to red, you noticed that people were screaming down below. Curious, you advanced towards the window to see a better view. You slowly remove the glass from you skin as you consider your options.
Do you:
