<div class="floatleft">(https://38.media.tumblr.com/ad66562d74898918cf33467bf6c43c97/tumblr_nbkqkp3T3B1tztn6eo1_1280.jpg)</div><br/>The knocking kept on hard for a good while, before it half-ceased, aka. what she assumed to be the one she had chopped at whom bled to death. It was terrifying to think of, knowing that she had mercilessly slashed at someone, and now, had probably killed him. The knocking kept on going at half-speed at least, the woman was still alive it would seem like. The door was holding up decently, though the wood was cracking up, and she knew it wouldn't last forever.<br/><br/>Yet, suddenly, the activity outside of the door increased again. Had someone else arrived? Either way, the door was clearly not going to hold up much longer. And thus, there was only one thing to do - Face the issue. It was all self-defense after all, nobody could blame her... Right? She moved up to the door slowly, undoing the door chain. After that, she unlocked the door, both of which didn't seem to do much, the knocking kept on regardless. She swallowed hard before opening the door - It went outward, so she managed to plant a decent kick on the center of it, knocking back whoever had been approaching it at the moment. There didn't seem to be anyone new there, a fact that made her freak out completely - What had happened with the man who she had chopped at? He seemed all well, despite that his fingers were on the floor and his hip bleeding. Either way, there was only one thing to do - A swift slash to the head, try to prevent further pain. Decapitation seemed like her best choice, with their heads being on a good height, and with them both a few steps back, she would have enough space to slash as well.<br/><br/>She took the first step into the room, then the second, holding the blade to her side, almost behind her back, ready to deal the decapitating blow, waiting for one of them to approach before pulling with full force, cutting the head clean off. She had hit a tad higher than she had intended, chopping off a bit of the chin as well, not that it mattered much, it just made her feel further disgusted about herself. After that, she repeated the process with the second one, though a lot faster this time, just fixing her posture, before slashing again.<br/><br/>The shop didn't feel safe anymore though. She doubted the outside would be any better, but it would at least be open, she would have space to move, unlike the store, which was full of everything. She quickly ran past the gruesome remains of the people who she had murdered, trying her best to not throw up over it - After all, it would probably not benefit her, there was no telling how the outside world would be. She put on a pair of normal shoes, and ran outside. The streets seemed pretty empty, not that surprising with all of the ongoing sickness. She kept the blade ready for yet another slash, down on her right side, almost touching the ground. It was the posture for an uppercut, but it was a lot faster than the decapitation blow, so it was probably better. If she had killed twice, she could probably do it a third time as well, right? Did god keep track of sins?<br/><br/>She was unsure of where to go though. She guessed that the best choice would be to get out of the city, though she didn't know where to go for that, at least not what was the closest, so she just walked off in a random direction, out of chinatown and towards the rest of the city, the blade still dripping with the blood of her two victims, creating an uneven trail behind her steps.