I could see my open stomach, spurting blood, everywhere, on his face.
The white walls of the hospital died red with blood.
He was laughing, rubbing his face against my bloody skin.
I squirmed, still trying to get free as he impaled my right lung with a knife.
"Stay still." He smirked, "You're just a monster after all. This is amazing! With you, I can take over the world! This is a breakthrough! I'll be famous!"
He continued to stab me over and over again, and in a matter of minutes, I blacked out.
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Three Wishes 「 Incomplete 」
Ficción GeneralExperimental cellphone novel #1: If you could have three wishes, what would you wish for? Go on a journey, of self discovery, and reach an understanding of the beauty of both life and death.
