raspberries.

U Kno.

And you know

Just how to do it ..

I followed the slurred words of the song through a pitched black corridor the bass rattled through my chilled skin and reached my bones. He lazily slung an arm around me. His glacier white teeth and low, hazy eyes the only thing i can - surprisingly - see.

and I don't wanna be alone

The words seemed to drag on

and i cant take it anymore

I hung on to the echo of lyrics

baby

" Arturaaaa ."

The panic settled in ...  she didn't know what she took .. But she took two.

her face was melting or so she thought, she saw the devil in the corner. She blinked. the devil, whispered in her air.

she screamed, the music has long since changed, but the time didn't she saw the exact same scene as when her trip had began.

'He lazily slung an arm around me

His glacier white teeth and low, hazy eyes the only thing i can - surprisingly - see'

" Arturaaaa ." she heard mordacai speak but his figure was unmoving, still frozen in the devilish smile with eyes on her, as they didnt blink. she didnt know where the voice was coming from.

Artura screamed at his frozen figure.

" what the fuck did you give me ? " she screamed, suddenly enraged feeling as if she had obtained an immense amount of strength.

the frozen statue of mordacai blinked.

Artura looked down at her hands, yet only seen the flesh of what lies underneath her skin she watched as her skin corroded away into thin air.

She saw God. Suddenly the long, narrow, velvet black corridor that once stretched for mile, shrunk and shrunk.

Artura was claustrophobic

She thrashed and she thrashed, the corridor became a casket.

 she sobbed and sobbed, mordacai answered.

" Artura, your having a bad trip calm down ! " but that wasn't mordacai's voice, which was something that drew Artura in when she first met mordacai. His voice always made her think that he was the serpent that tempted eve, like the painting she loved at the museum they always tripped at.

and well.

life Imitates art.

but anyway ..

Artura looked at her lover - I mean supplier, with tears sliding down her brown - yet pale cheeks - She wailed his name over and over

"mordacai

Mordacai

Mordacai "

" why would you do it this to me, what's wrong with me mordacai "

"oh my God, oh my God"

" where am I ! "

"oh no oh no oh no"