Blood sprayed, soaked her hair and slicked her skin as she gouged and slashed at anything in reach.

Blood stained his pillow and blanket and slicked his hands.

Blood slicked the grasses.

Blood slicked the shingles underfoot and trickled in the rain-gutters.

Blood slicked the side of his tunic.

Blood slicked her palms, she felt the hollows where her eyes should have been, and the backs of her hands were being shredded.

Blood had slicked on the table, seeping deep into the grain of the wood.