With the new year started the training for Swan Lake, and I was being trained as a back-up Odette along with my part as Odile.
Vera was insufferable and seemed to be having fights with the male lead, Ryan, near constantly, but otherwise it was a good experience.
For the first few days, at least.
It was a normal morning. I got up, moving to the bathroom to get cleaned up, when I happened to glance in the mirror. There was dried blood splattered across my face, coating my hands and arms and staining my nightgown. For a second I thought it was some kind of freak nightmare, that I’d be waking up any second and would laugh at the very idea.
I tried convincing myself it was ketchup or something, that I’d gone and made a mess of myself in the kitchen while asleep. I walked towards it and noticed with a shock that the door was open.
I was terrified. All I could think to do was call Raphael.
I cut him off.
“-Raphael, I’m scared. I don’t know what’s happening! I-I’m covered in blood, and the door is open and...”
My throat constricted and I felt my eyes burning.
“Kate, don’t do anything. I’ll be there in five minutes.”
It felt like an eternity was spent waiting, staring at the phone and waiting for him to ask to be buzzed through. When he finally emerged into the room, seeing me wringing my hands and rocking back and forth on the ground, he was speechless.
“Are you hurt?”
I shook my head. I was a little beat up but I knew for a fact that it wasn’t my blood that had crusted onto my skin like some sickly stains.
“We have to call the police.” He said firmly, even though his eyes mirrored my emotions.
“The police?” I asked hoarsely, my brain finally putting two and two together, “You don’t think-that I-”
“Kate, tampering with evidence could get us both arrested. I don’t know what happened, but I know for a fact that you haven’t done anything wrong. You shouldn’t start now.”
I swallowed hard on a dry throat and nodded.
He pulled out his phone and I watched, feeling a pit of dread opening up in my stomach as the seconds passed.