It started early one morning, David had woken up, showered, ate breakfast and brushed his teeth. As he finished brushing his teeth he felt something caught in his throat. He felt it as a lump in his throat at first but he soon realised it was stuck, he started coughing, trying to get it free. As he coughed he felt a sting in his throat and when he finally coughed it out he looked down in horror. In his hand was a small shard of glass covered in blood, his blood. While he was still putting everything together in his head about what had just happened he felt another lump, bigger. He began to gag and heave, feeling it tearing at throat on the way up. When it came up, it brought a mouthful of blood with it. His breathing was fast, what the fuck was happening. But then he felt it, more, a huge clump in his throat that threatened to suffocate him. He grasped at his throat, writhing and gagging as he felt it slicing apart his throat. He felt light headed as he tore the cluster of broken glass out of his mouth, it looked like it was pieces of something but his mind was so clouded and light that he barely had time to consider the fact before he collapsed, feeling the blood filling his lungs. He gasped for breath as he began to drown. He grasped at his throat as he tried desperately to draw air, the world getting dimmer and further away as the life slipped from his body.
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Goretober 2022
HorrorThird year in a row and I still can't draw so you know what that means, more bitesized, gruesome scenes based on goretober prompts, fingers crossed I can finish it a second year in a row
