Mikael was walking around on a cloudy , he was silent as he admired the beauty of that cloudy day, even if he talked people might no understand his unique Southeastern European accent

Suddenly he heard a small voice as a little child bumped into him, be turned to see what happened as his eyes lit red by the smell of blood

" Is that... Blood?.. "

He whispered to himself as he saw the child was bleeding. It was up to him what he'll do next, he thought it would most likely be afraid