They say blood is thicker than water. I know first hand it’s not true. It flows fluidly and easy as water through pipes. Different taste, different colour, different source, but still necessary for life.
I tried to see how thick the blood of my brother was. It had much likeness to that of my sister, and my mother’s. Even my father’s was not very different from theirs.
Now, I am ready to test my own. I bet it’s like theirs, and will spray its message on walls and ceiling before coagulating.