It's been so long.

The blood

I ran into room to room, looking and yelling. As I went into one room, some suits were gone. I didn't flipping care if it was employees only. I wanted my son! I ran around, and as I came back to the stage I gasped. I saw blood all over the floor. "CHARLIE!" I cried, dropping to my knees.
I followed it, knowing it was Charlie's blood. I ran quicker, seeing a man by a phone. He hid it in his pocket, with a big smile. "Hello, miss. Nice to see you, and hear you again." He smiled.
I looked down, and saw Charlie along with like 4 other kids lying dead on the floor. I gasped more, crying harder not caring about the man. Slowly, I felt pain. My heart stopped pounding. I felt... Guilty and dead.