It was like something out of a nightmare, for a moment - he tried to convince himself that it WAS just a bad dream. He stared and stared unable to process the actual scene, he could hear the blood pumping in his ears, his heart felt as if it was going to burst out of his chest. He still had a head rush - he stared at her - her frightened face, the bloody knife still in her hand. They stared at each other, her eyes were pleading with him “help me.” they said. He stared at the phone in his hand - he knew he had three options, he dialled and waited, struggling to prevent himself from throwing up.
‘999 emergency services - which service do you require?’