Kaye slowly started coming to, immediately putting her hand to her throbbing head and sat up next to the wall. She took her hand off her head to look at it, only to see traces of blood on her hand. She stood up and walked her way over to the bathroom to look in the mirror. She couldn't let anyone know about this, not this time. She tried to wash off the blood and tried to cover the cut with her hair. She tried wiping her hands off, but started staining Dean's towels with blood and couldn't help but get more upset. She threw the towel across the bathroom, knocking over a glass jar, making it crash on the ground. Kaye tried to pick up all the pieces and throw them out, but it only made her more upset because everything she tried to do only made things worse. The cut continued to bleed as Kaye tried to put pressure on it with her own hand, eventually giving up and resting her hand on her heart because it was beating faster than ever before. She just sat on the floor and cried against the wall.