She could feel the hammering of her heart, the pulse of blood in her ears, the way she near shivered against the touch of his hands on her. It was disgust, surprisingly enough, she was- she was apprehensive. Looking at the body in front of her, the one that was still alive, still a person, not a ghost yet, would she see her? If she changed over?
"Stop thinking," Doctor Cobb smirked at her, and Sarah wondered just what she was meant to do. "Avoid arteries, dear one, you'll live longer." As far as advice went, it was poor. Biting her lower lip, Sarah frowned slightly before lowering the blade to the girls rib cage, avoiding the places that had already been marked as she hesitantly drew a line along the side, counting down the ribs.
It was odd, the way the scalpel sliced through the skin, she could tell that she wasn't going very deep. The blood trickled from the wound, but there was no indication that she'd reached bone, that was good, right? That meant she wasn't ruining anything important?