"Help me!" His blood was soaking up his shirt. It wasn't supposed to be possible at all... But it was. Her hands shook as she wrenched a piece of her shirt, tying it up around his wound. "This wasn't supposed to happen! Queen! Help me!" Her voice shrill as she begged, her tears just behind her eyes.
"He's fucking dying!"
Alicia Knight, the modern curious Alice of old...