yeah , he was n't so sure about that . to the corner , a single navy armchair , and curled up within it , a man she did not know . clothes spilled out it , onto the floor . she grabbed the stroller just to be on the safe side . she felt the sticky blood trickling down to her leg , and even though she 'd been around her share of blood in her line of work , knowing that the blood was coming from her was making her queasy . she went to the door , bypassing my purse . 