Diana let go her hand off of the rail. Her body sprawl with no motion as if the beautiful blonde with beautiful blue eyes was not dropping through the air. Her arms quivered and clawed the curly-felt atmosphere, showing the purple bubbles that floated out of the tub of Xepoxlyene that the teen had fell into.
The dark blue liquid chewed away her dark skin, revealing the red muscle that cannot bleed. That's a special property of Xepoxlyene, its coagulants blocks out any cells coming out of the veins and arteries. A good way to leave no trace.
The acid-like substance splashed into her eyes. One droplet was just enough to pop the eyeballs, but more will leave the victim having not even eye sockets. No, the foreign matter would erase the skull's facial features until it is just a shape of a smooth bony balloon. That's Diana, and her brain is still active at that moment, taking in the grilling sensation.
Fun fact: Xepoxlyene does not eat away the brain. It instead keeps it alive, but useless. A black void for poor Diana.
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Short Stories Volume 2
Short StoryIn this e-book, I will write down more short stories (and maybe poems) that come up in my mind. Narrated by THE mysterious and strange narrator, Matthew!
