I heard the unknown person stumble to the ground, and I blinked a few times, regaining focus.
My eyes widened when I saw Nico, lying on the ground, bleeding from a gaping wound in his chest. Crimson red spread in slow motion on the fabric of his white t-shirt.
One of his hands hovered over the wound, before running his hand across the claw mark. Nico turned his hand up shakily, staring at the red that painted his skin.
Snapping out of my shock, I squatted down, “Oh my...Oh goddess....I’m so sorry. I thought you were someone else.”
My heart sounded like a drum beating in my head.
“What do you mean someone else?” he questioned with a groan.
A fresh set of tears stung my eyes.
“We’ve got to get you out of here. Us out of here. It’s not safe.”
I pulled Nico to his feet. H
