Ring Around the Rosie

Woah stomach go brrrrr

Lindsey woke up to a white face, void of expression. She shot up, but not until a sharp pain arrived in her stomach. She looked around, everything else was fine, except for some scars and burns, but her stomach... She remained quiet as the figure carried her away, until they reached a mansion, falling apart, old. The man continued on, taking Lindsey into the mansion, as the doors were opened, and almost lavish but run down inside greeted her. The man refused to stop waking, taking her to a room, the door opened revealing a beige colored room, a bed for a child, and a dresser. Lindsey was placed on the bed, and the man left. She sat up, looking at her surroundings, feeling that pain once again. She sat up, rain boots making contact with a wool carpet. She wobbled on over to a mirror that was leaning against the wall, staring at her reflection, everything was normal, but that pain in her stomach was unbearable. And so she lifted her dress, revealing a long stitch, going from chest to waist. She stumbled back, eyes widening in shock as she stared at what used to be a normal body, but has been replaced with a torn and burned mess.