-To all those people who thought this wasn't a series (one person)
As I tried to lift myself up it felt like many tiny needles were assaulting my stomach. I looked all around me at all of the dark red blood spilled over the floor like thick milk. I felt very sick to my stomach. I stumbled over to the closet grabbing a mop with tears in my eyes. I went to the sink with a plastic oval shaped bucket under the faucet and put hot soapy water into it.
I stumbled back out and cleaned up the blood as best as I could. I ended up flushing it down the toilet in small quantities.
I fell against the wall exhausted. Still wearing my blood stained clothes. I sighed and got up to change them.
There was barely any clean clothes for me to wear so I just threw the shirt into the washer and put on a light blue sweatshirt. I went into my tan colored room and dropped onto my bed. the bed smelled of my cat Maria.
I pushed my pillow up against the bed mantle and relaxed. I felt my muscles release tension. My hands are cold. I held my hand in my other to warm it. It didn't help.
My eyes were getting heavy when I heard a crescent meow coming from the hall. I closed my eyes. Maria meowed again. The black tabby wouldn't shut up. I got up and walked towards the door. I got up and walked towards the door. I walked towards the door. I walked towards the door. I followed her meow into the laundry room. The door let little bits of golden light spill through onto the ground lighting the wood floors to a nice hazy brown, reflecting the specs of dust. I walked into the room and saw her on the white washer.
I stared at her.
"What is it baby?" I cooed and walked towards her. She got up and spun around slowly flicking her tail.
"Fussy little cuss you are" I said with a chuckle.
I pat her on the head with care. As I did her little ears fell back to her head. I looked around the room. It's funny how a place so familiar can seem so different, I thought.
I looked out the door into the hall. There outside the door. Hiding behind the door stood a black being. It had a see through mouth and see through eyes. It stared at me. I stared back. I felt my hands start to sweat and my heart beat faster.
It's eyes grew and got smaller. I took a step back. There back from the window I step out from I step out and I am outside. The dream. Speaks. For. Me. I am outside no body is there. Why is ther . wait stop. I Reach out. Retract. Stop. Leave but stay. I cant. The water started to drop. On my head. there,,,,, was water on my head. It was cold. My insides were melting. I cant. i can. Who cares. Me. WHO?
My hands are cold.
