Down the Rabbit hole

Feeling something warm and sticky covering me I slowly opened my eyes bringing my hand up to my face to find it dripping crimson. Suddenly it hit me an overpowering metallic smell. Still groggy from sleep it took me a minute to realize what it was. The gears slowly gaining speed a single word came to mind as I practically leapt off the floor, BLOOD! Scrambling backwards I ended up falling on my ass landing in a puddle of blood; bathing me in more of its crimson glory as I let out a blood-curdling scream. Sweeping my gaze over my surroundings all I saw was red as the tears started tracing veins drown my blood-soaked body. Vision blurring I struggled to my feet my body shaking as I made my way to the door that seemed desperately far away. Pushing the door open I paused to look over my shoulder as I death-gripped the doorframe. A shudder went through my body causing my knees to almost give out beneath me as the realization of where I was hit home; I was in my school gym. "What on earth happened here?!" I cried as my painted hands went to cover my mouth before, I quickly spun on my heels and dashed out of there. Fresh tears spilling forth I raced through empty halls my bare feet smacking against the linoleum echoing back to me. After running for I don't know how long I found myself crashing into a crumpled mess in front of my locker. Sitting there I let the sobs crash over me as I trembled at the fact that I have no idea what is going on. Getting up I opened my locker and grabbed some clothes and headed back towards the gym. I needed to grab a shower before I could leave so I could figure out what happened. On my way back to my gruesome wakeup call I tried to recall what happened to have me wake there only to get a head-splitting headache for my efforts. Shaking my head I tried to shake off this feeling of dread but to no avail. Trying my best to avoid gagging at the pungent stench coming from the gym I headed for the locker room. Once in the locker room, I let out a heavy sigh as I leaned against the door silently thanking the powers that be that didn't have to go through the gym to get here. Closing my eyes for a second; I took a deep breath before heading for the shower. In the shower, I turned the water to scolding hoping to burn the day away. When the image of the gym failed to fade away; I started vigorously scrubbing my body and hair. As the water going down the drain turned red, I noticed I had no open cut or healing wounds allowing panic to tightens its grip on me. My breathing catching, I couldn't think straight as my mind came up with countless scenarios of what could have happened. Crumpling from the inside out I let the tears run anew. "I didn't do anything, right," the words tumbling out of my mouth as I shakily pulled my knees to my chest as I continued to mumble to myself, "That's impossible I couldn't, No. I would never be capable of something like that, but I how else would I have gotten in the gym with all that blood. I had to of done something. Right?! No?! ............" After sitting there for what seemed like hours, letting the water wash away my thoughts, I forced myself to get up and grab my towel. Standing in front of one of many mirrors in the girls' locker room, I starred a naked reflection trying to see something anything. There was nothing there to see though, just a girl; A broken and horror-struck teenage girl. Focusing on the mirror I brushed her now drying chestnut hair out of my face only to take a stumbling step back as my face came into view with: my grey-green eyes red and puffy, my cheeks tear-streaked, and my rosy lips trembled as yet another tear traced its way down my face caressing my slightly pointed button nose. Cringing at the sight in front of me I took the back of my hand wipe the tears away, only to allow more to take their place. Letting my hand drop to my side I finally tore my gaze away from the mirror to throw on a simple blue t-shirt and a pair of back yoga pants. I was stuck with undergarments I had on before and as for shoes I was out of luck. Glancing one more time at my reflection in the mirror before exiting the locker room. Once out in the hallway, I was once again to be thrown once more into the gut-wrenching stench coming from the gym. Not able to stand the smell for another second I took off running for the nearest exit to the outside and just kept running not sure what else to do.