[ She bites down on her bottom lip, still hunched over. She likes to keep her posture straight so it feels...weird. But. She stays like that. ]

...I don't remember it all. But. Something bad happened. My friends... [ Oh, no. A lump grows in her throat. ] A-and I think... What that knife, a-and what I saw means- [ She squeezes her legs, tight, and her voice drops low. ]

Someone...else got hurt.