As he sat she saw that her hand was smeared with blood.

An edge of the paper was smeared with his blood.

I looked at them, they were smeared with blood and worse.

The stone itself had been smeared with blood, going brown now in the sun.

Her mouth was smeared with blood, but that wasn't the bad part.

The captain, his face smeared with blood as if he'd been in a war.

The inside of the face plate was smeared with blood.

It was smeared with blood - his own, he knew.

The wall where I'd been leaning was smeared with blood.

His face was not black but dirty, smeared with blood.