Can You Hear Me Now?

The Headless Women

"Zach? Where are you?" I followed him through the darkened damp dysastoriuos catacombs. My flash light dyeing but OH LOOK. A light at the end of the tunnel. I followed the blinding white light till I reached the source of the light. A sign.

Not any ordinary sign. This sign shaped as a pear had a picture of what looked like a monster with what looked like tentacles. An octopus? I don't know. The sign was outlined with giant spot lights. These lights would put New York to shame.

Beyond the beaming sign were two roads. One seemed to be carpeted while the other was a track. Weird. I went down the track road since it was brighter. I was about 50m down the track and a cute little bunny came hopping in front of me. "Well hello Mr. Bunny. Can I pet you?" I bent down to pet it and suddenly the bunny split in half.

Emerged from the bunny corpse was a hoard of widowed women, all headless. "Honey, don't fall for that boy. Just look at us." "Shut up Caroline, we need more to rule the Mangest community." "But Danna, no one should go through what we did." "Now you shut up Glenith."

The women snapped at each other. But how could they be talking? "My dear girl. Our thoughts speak to the ones who need It." all the woman were dressed in a nun cloak. Only they were white. The bottoms were coated in dust from dragging on the ground.

I ran past them, my eyes drying up from the wind. "Oh darling, you can't escape us. You saw us. We are a part of you now." I didn't listen. I just kept running. I turned back to see if they were following me and I ran right into a wall. I put my feet on the wall and it turned into the floor.

I looked back at what was now a wall to see the widows turned into weeping widow trees. Strange. I kept running until I got to a sand castle bigger than the British Empire before World War 1. I walked through to find Ryan tied up to the dining table with his stomach sliced open and his guts hanging out.

The table was set around him with fancy china and golden utensils. I ran over to him. He's dead. Just then I heard footsteps. I hid behind the drapery. Zach came in with an abundance of people. All the groomed gentle men sat down on the right side of the table. Their mistresses across from them. The group of elegant started to pass around Ryan's guts as if they were mashed potatoes. Then they devoured the intestines, drank the blood, and ate his limbs like a chicken.