Daniel stood in front of the mirror, pills in hand. He placed the pills in his mouth and gulped down a glass of water. For a few moments there was silence, nothing happened. Until he felt a welling from inside his stomach. He leaned over the sink as the welling bubbled to the surface and a fresh stew of vomit erupted from his mouth, coating the sink. He took deep breaths and looked down. He hadn't brought the pills back up. He felt the welling again and leaned back over the sink just in time to catch a second torrent of sick. But something was wrong. A streak of red floated amongst the sickly yellows and greens. He gulped as he felt another welling from within him. Forcing its way through his throat as he vomited up a buckets worth of blood. The sink now swirling with a dark crimson concoction. He stepped away from the sink but his legs were shaky as she fell to the floor. He didn't even have time to heave before more blood shot out of his mouth, coating the floor his head rested on. He saw to his horror that pieces of flesh were floating in the blood. He tried to crawl his way to the door but his head hit the floor, his body giving way as he died.
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Goretober 2021
HorrorI did this last year and I'm doing it again, I still can't draw so I'm going to be writing a short story for each prompt. I can't promise that i'll finish the entire thing but I want to beat my record last year so wish me luck
