Belle sat by the fire,drying her hands.She had a wet washcloth by her,and had been scrubbing her hands until they were raw.She moved her fingers and rubbed her hands together.They still didn't feel clean.
She had never seen so much blood on anyone before,and had been worried about someone coming in and stabbing others,but whoever it was seemed to have left.
"Maybe I shouldn't go home this late at night"she thought,then looked towards the bar."How much is it for a room?Are there any empty ones?".
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