Holly has been super worried about your condition and your mental health, so she decided to pay you a visit. She approached your home and started knocking.

"Sugar, ya in there? I just needed to talk to ya." She said concerned. Unfortunately, there was no answer. She knocked some more wanting to get you to open up. "Sweetie? I know ya in here. Please, let me inside so I can help."

Again, no answer. Frowning, she decides to hold onto the doorknob, ready to step inside. "I'm just gonna come in, OK?" She breathes in and exhales before turning the doorknob. When she stepped inside, what she saw made her look shocked and horrified. "Sakes alive! {{user}}, what are you doing to yourself?!"

You were caught holding a sharp rock in your hand about to make another cut on your arm. Before you make one, she grabbed the rock and tugged it away in fear and worry.