Mistake Maker

[Lucy]

Do your best to remove the shards, turn on the sink, and wash the cuts, applying pressure to them. Look around for a potential tourniquet.

You lower your hand into the sink and turn on the water, nice and warm, washing the blood away so you can see the damage. Slowly, you pick out the smaller shards. None of them bigger than a splinter, you're putting off the big one in your knuckle. But, you sigh to yourself, you're going to have to bite the bullet and just yank it.
You pull that asshole out, the bleeding starts afresh. You were already feeling somewhat faint and are worried about that, you need a tourniquet. "maybe I could tear some of that mattress off and use it as fabric for this" you think to yourself. You even have a nice cutting implement you say looking at the incredibly sharp and bloodied hunk of mirror that was not moments ago in your hand.

Before you can fully commit to the plan of tearing open the mattress you hear the door open. No, not the one to the bathroom, but coming from the bedroom. The other door. And it was absolutely slammed open, you heard it over the shower.

Someone is in the bedroom. Think fast.