Red, red, red. All she see's is red. There's blood everywhere but it's not her's. It's his...
Name: Katie (2)
Age: 25
Sanity: Almost none
Story: It happened. She snapped. One day, when her boyfriend was drunk, he grabbed a smashed glass and shoved it up against her neck. Something changed within her. She grabbed his hand, pointed it in his direction and shoved the glass in his neck. Not stopping there she continually beat him to the ground. It happened. She did it... She killed him. Is this her door to freedom?