Carefully threading the needle, I looked at the nearly finished product. The beautiful, delicate dress I’d been working on for the last month. I was so close to the finish line, I could taste it. All that was left was to hand-sew the buttons on. Gently picking up the dress, I started sewing, when all of a sudden, I felt a prick on my finger. It’s nothing I thought, ignoring it. Squinting at the fabric, I shook my head. It looked…red. Panicking, I realised it was red! I was bleeding heavily! “AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHH” was the last thing I heard before fainting.