Her breath was short

She looked around,
All was dead.
Hands and feet Lay before her,
Nothing to connect them.
Weary eyes with a hint a gray,
Scan the room for explanations.
Knife and hair firmly gripped,
Blood stained her vision.
Blind.
Unknown faces entered her head.
Mocking,
Taunting,
Laughing.
She ran down an empty hallway,
Curious eyes followed her every movement,
She was stalked.
She fell to the ground,
She has given up hope.
Her arms shook,
A knife neatly rested in her palm,
She made one swing to her head...
She collapsed.
No more of her to wreak this world,
To take others lives and prosperity,
The world was at peace... but in hell aswell