Hide and Go Seek

5. Grim

I watch in horror as My friend draws in her last breath before her chest stills. I want to cry but it won't let me. I want to close my eyes, to bleach them. Burn what is left so I don't have to live with the images of what my friends become for the rest of my life, however long that ends up being. But I can't. I can't do anything. I am a spectator in my own body.

It raises my arm, phone in hand, and snaps a picture of Katie's dead and tortured body. I sent it to our group chat. Immediately, everyone sees it. I can practically sense their delicious horror. No. Those aren't my thoughts. My conscious pinwheels away, bouncing off the walls of my skull. What is happening to me?! Is this corruption going to last forever?! Will I never have control over my own thoughts?! I scream silently at the thing controlling me. 

"What's wrong little darling?" It asks in a condescending tone, "can't handle what you see?"

No, I can't. Please! I apologize! Let my friends go! Kill me instead! They didn't do anything wrong! Please!

"Tsk tsk tsk. Oh but they did do something wrong. You may have angered me, but they had a part to play. They tried to play when only one person was allowed. So now they pay!!" It sounded too cheerful. I sink down into my brain, cowering, wanting to get as far away as that thing as possible. As far away as two things sharing a body could.