[ Aaaaand she's going to be sick. She absolutely adds to the gross ass nasty puddles of blood. It takes a few minutes of sobbing and choking before she wipes away anything from the corner of her lips, heavily sighing as she stumbles around - frantically, Elizabeth is looking at the operating theater and then back to the viewing stage for anything - foot prints, dropped items... anything out of the ordinary for a corpse salsa. ]
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