Kay's POV

"Hangin with the unconscious bodies of my bf and Team Crafted, lol! ;)", I typed my new status into my phone as I took selfies next to Team Crafted and Ty's unconscious bodies. I couldn't get one with Mitch, though, because his body was on fire for whatever reason. I didn't think too much of it. Nobody else in the room was acknowledging it. But then again, everyone else in the room was in a coma.
Suddenly, I heard a scream and looked up from my phone to see a nurse looking at Ty.
"Don't worry about it, lady, whatever it is, Mitch is on fire and he's okay," I said passively.
"SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH THE PATIENT," the nurse exclaimed fearfully.
I glanced over at Ty and saw that there was ketchup all over him.
Wait...
That wasn't ketchup.
It was...
RED PAINT!
Wait...
That wasn't red paint.
It was...
CRANBERRY SAUCE!
Wait...
That wasn't cranberry sauce.
It was...
A RED LIQUID!
Wait...
That wasn't a red liquid.
It was...
BLOOD!
"What happened to my boyfriend!? Omg!!! Should I start crying again?!" I exclaimed, getting so upset that I started speaking in text-lango, like, actually saying the letters O.M.G.
"He's...he's..." the nurse stuttered, trying to clear the blood.
"Spit it out you piece of trash!" I demanded.
"He's...ON HIS PERIOD!" The nurse exclaimed.
I gasped.
"OH NOO!!!"