Goretober 2022

1. Stabbed

Wherever I woke up was dark, laying against a cold, hard floor with nothing but an abyss surrounding me. I tried to stand but as I tried to move past crouching my head hit something metal and sharp above me, my head met it with a sharp pain as I felt warm, fresh blood dripping down my head. I held my head with my left hand, beginning to feel around the room with my right. It wasn't long before I reached out my hand and pricked my finger on yet another blade. With a yelp I jerked my hand away before working my hand past the blade. It was a wall, about half a meter or so from me. It was covered corner to corner is sharp metal blades. I turned and began to feel for the other walls, a few cuts later it began to sink in where I was. Each wall was only around half a meter from me and the ceiling was too low to allow me to stand. As I felt around the room a second realisation hit me. this wall is closer than it was a second ago. Feeling for the other walls confirms my suspicions. My heart drops in my chest and I start to shout out "Hello?! Anyone there?!" My words echo off the walls of the trap but fall on deaf ears. My heart only beats faster as I start to hyperventilate, pushing desperately off one of the walls. The wall doesn't budge, in fact I can feel it closing in further. "No no no no no no!" I push even harder against the wall. Throwing all my weight against it. I can't die. Not here. Not like this. I push and push and push until. I feel the sharp pain of a knife twisting into my back. I barley have the time to let out a pathetic yelp as more join it, dozens of sharp blades cutting into my back. Each and every movement I make only cuts the blades deeper and elicits another groan of pain. It's over, I'm going to die. By the time the blades press into my front I just want it to end. They slice deep into my chest, legs and neck. I feel my life, flowing out of my body, burning my flesh as it passes out of my open wounds. I allow my body to go limp, the pain screaming across my body begins to dim, I embrace the feeling of numbness as my mind slips from this world.