"Oh my god, oh my god," Tinsel breathed as she slowly made it to the bottom of the stairs. The smell- She gulped and tried not to gag, keeping one hand over her nose as she shoved her phone into her pocket and hurried to Luna's side to kneel down next to her. "What did he do to you?" she gasped, wanting to hold her but scared to touch. "Your arms- that's- blood-" That was a lot of blood. The atmosphere down here was truly foul.