It was another boring morning. She'd gotten up early yet again to move all the harvested grain into the silo. As it filtered in she watched from above. She leaned on the railing and looked down at the golden sea beneath her. It was so beautiful that she didn't even notice the railing buckling under her weight until it snapped. She let out a scream as she plummeted head first into the grain. She tried to pull her head up but the grain sunk beneath her body's weight. She felt it dragging her under. Her struggling slowed as the crushing weight of the grain began to squeeze from all sides. She tried to gasp for air but the grain squeezed out any air before it could even enter. The blood rushed to her head and a wave of dizziness hit her as she was pulled further and further under. Her chest burned as she tried more and more desperately to gasp for air that wasn't there. As she opened her mouth grains filled her mouth. She coughed and spluttered as the dizziness overtook her. Her choked breaths slowed as the world began to get fuzzier and blackness consumed her.
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Goretober 2023
HorrorYou guessed it, still can't draw so we're back for Goretober year 4. I'm gonna do my best to write A short horror scene every day for every prompt. Wish me luck!
