I stand my ground trying my best to clear my mind and calm down to make a rational decision

  ' okay from the looks of it this figure has come to attack me and could very well do it easily with a weapon that big and sharp so them not doing that means there is a purpose other than fighting'

  though thought that I tried moving towards them, which strangely worked, and with my legs uprooted from the ground, I took on a fighting stance and made my way steadily towards the figure. It still didn't move even when I was an arm's length away until I let down my guard.

  Noticing my relief, they leaped a short distance towards me, causing me to instinctively react with a ssh, forming a shallow scratch on the upper part of its neck. At that moment, they stopped and said in a nguage I don't understand.

  " &:^ @=' !#' ?-~~'= !@€^!: "

  And cut their head straight off, starting from that scratch I inflicted.

  I looked at the body, then the head, which now y on the floor, lifeless, and asked myself,

  'What happened? Why did they kill themselves? What do I do now?'

  I look at the cleaver in my hand and think,

  'Though little, it does have their blood on it, and it also has my fingerprints. I can't leave it here.

  after weighing my options. Two ideas slither their way into my train of thought:

  'Yeah, I know what I can do. I can [EXAMINE THE BODY], but that may incriminate me more. Or, I can just [RUN AWAY] that's definitely the better pn.