Blood. And more blood.

Oops. On my way to bed I realised I hadn't taken a photo today so this is a bit hasty and written the next day as usual.
I noticed the colour of the blood on the cushions Clare made for the Halloween party and how different from reality they are. When you wake up on the floor in a pool of blood its all very strange and unreal. I was struck, excuse the pun, mostly by how dark my blood was and how like the pot of fake blood Elsa had made it was. Also it was so thick and viscous as I mopped it up with toilet paper in my delerium, so the girls didn't see it and freak out.