I woke up, everything was dark. I tried to move my arm from my side but it wouldn't budge, something tethered to my arm to my side. I tried to gasp but my mouth was also held shut by something sown through my skin. I screamed through my lips as I realised my eyes were also held closed. I began rocking and heard the crinkling of material around me. Before I could get far I heard footsteps coming towards me. I tried to call out but they didn't respond. I heard two voices talking "that body bag is moving?! Why is it moving?!" "It doesn't matter why it's moving just stick it in the incinerator like the rest of them or you're not getting your money" "fine, fine". I felt arms grab me. I squirmed desperately for life but they were too strong. I was dragged across the floor and felt myself being slid into the incinerator. I banged my entire body against the heavy metal door, screaming through the stitching. I felt the fire well beneath me, the heat rising through my body. My skin pealing as I felt a horrible pain tear through my body. I let out a last cry before everything went numb.
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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
