Douma's pov:
I woke with a start, breathing heavily as I took in my surroundings, everything was littered in bones and blood. The air reeked of decay and smoke, the ground dyed red from corpses. Looking up, the trees are charred and ragged with bodies or skeletons hanging from each branch. I stared at the ground and saw what looked like grains of rice, to soon realize that they are maggots, crawling in and out of a corpse of a man. I looked at my hands, they are poisoned and kind of melted, showing bits of bone. Looking into a puddle of blood I stared at my reflection, the left half of my face was nearly unrecognizable, due to the purplish hue of wisteria poison. I nearly gagged at the sighting, only to trigger that part of my face to fall off revealingly unexposed bone, my eye ball soon to follow. Sighing I got up, with determination to find someone I know.
Time skip (^_^)
I stopped to a halt, after what felt like hours of running, I felt some poisoned flesh slip off, a part of my rib cage now exposed.
I'll finish this tomorrow I don't feel like writing right now lol
