POISONED
Arthur was peacefully sleeping. All of a sudden, Ovior teleported into the bedroom.
"Arthur, get up!" he called out with urgency in his voice.
Arthur surely never heard his friend talking to him like this in his entire life.
His eyes flew open. He instantly got up.
"What is…"
His words stuck in his throat when he noticed the unconscious Veronica in Ovior's arms.
Her mouth was covered in blood and so was her neck and the upper part of her clothes.
Ovior's clothes were all bloodied too due to his arms wrapped around Veronica's bloody body.
Arthur's heart sank. He jumped out of the bed and snatched Veronica from his friend.
He carried her to the bed and carefully put her down.
"What… what…" while checking her condition, he stammered.
"I don't know," Ovior told him. "We were just drinking wine when she suddenly collapsed.