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ᵐᵃʸᵇᵉ ⁱ'ᵐ ⁱⁿˢᵃⁿᵉ
⚠️Gore
The darkness of the night engulfed the entire city as the moonlight guided you and showed you the way. You dragged your feet, wearingly. You weren't really sure where you were heading at this hour of night when the streets were silent and the houses had turned off their lights. The flickering street lights did little to jo help for you to find your way. Find your way? Where were you even heading? Well...you didn't know and neither did the moon. All it knew was that you were mentally drained and exhausted with the life you were forced to live. The life you didn't ask for. You didn't have the will to live but at the same time, you were way too afraid to take your life. You wanted to do better, but we're way too mentally exhausted to try to change your life which was in ruins.
You loved the night, you loved the moon. You loved how peaceful the dark and silence was. You looked up at the moon and smiled. The moon. You always considered her as your mother. Growing up in an orphanage, you never got to know who your true parents were. At night, when you were scared of the dark, the moon provided you light and hope. When the whole world judged you and made you cry, you always turned to the moon, and the moon excepted you for who you were. With no expectations. No judgement. You were a moongirl. The daughter of the moon. The princess of the night.
A sudden scream broke your trance. You looked around to find the street entirely empty and quiet. You again heard the agonising scream and made tour way towards the sound. You knew curosity at this hour wasn't a really good thing. But you couldn't stop yourself. You stopped dead in your tracks, your eyes as wide as they could possibly get as your hand slammed against your mouth to conceal your scream. You looked at it, it's dead eyes staring straight at you. It's organs spilled out of its body. The man wasn't naked, he was empty. Empty of organs, empty of soul, empty of life. She stepped back horrified, until she stepped on something. She turned back to look at it. There beneath her feet was a human heart. Crushed and trampled under her feet.
Her screams grew louder and more agonizing as she closed her eyes shut and began running away from the scene of horror. She stumbled against a rock and fell down. She looked down at the rock only to realise that it wasn't a rock. But a beheading face of someone she knew. She knew him. She knew the face. If was someone from school. Not a friend. Not an acquaintance. Just someone she saw a few times in the school hallway. It was his head that she stumbled across. She screamed yet again and frantically tried to run away.
Her legs gave in to the drowsiness and trauma as she collapsed into his arms. She looked up at the him through her long lashes. A pair of doe eyes was all she could see before she passed out in his arms. He looked at her coldly. He knew he couldn't hurt her. He just couldn't. Anyone but her...
"I don't know who you are but oh my Bonita, you're mine. Now. Forever. And you're coming with me..."
