Don't let me die

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" the fuck are you?'' I sputtered towards him.
"I just so happen to be your last chance at life. I see you are currently running out of insides so I'll make this brief."
His voice was light and rough at the same time, some of his words  would be so painfuly higher in pitch then his other words that it was like a screeching sound. He would laugh quietly and never stoped smiling. But the weirdest part of all of this was that the hord still never came after us, it walked around us like we just weren't there.
" If you let me help you , wich i can, I'll explain everything at a later date, come on sweetheart, there's no more room in hell"
He held out his sleved hand and I grabed it. I must have been so pale and i felt like dying, so i grasped at his sleved hand clinging at the thought of any chance of survival.
He looked down at my hand almost surprised that i accepted him so quickly. It didnt last very long because soon after his crooked grin was slaped back onto his face and he held my hand almost crushing it.
"No going back now darling, you're in this for the long haul"
He pulled his sleeve back to reveal something not like human hands at all, more like three long pointy prongs just connected to his arm. The color of his hand was not the same as his clean dark face, they were an unearthly black, closely resembling tar.
He threw his head back laughing and screeming with his shrill voice.
His odd fingers started melting into an actual tar as if he read my mind. I panicked and with my free arm grabed at the knife and weakly swong at the tar quickly approaching my neck, but before I  could even make contact with the goop he swiped the knife out of my hand with ease.
"Now, is that any way to act to someone saving your life. But don't worry we will be using this soon enough." he laughed again as if he just made a joke worth millions.
I couldn't move any more the tar had frozen me to the ground. He leaned foward and lightly kissed where my mouth would be if not covered in tar. Barely able to see anything i did see one last thing, he dissapered. Into thin fucking air, just gone. I was trying to fight but my attempts proved futile,then i felt the pain.
My bones were growing at a speed so fast it tore my skin like paper, but a new layer of flesh would grow back before it got to bad.
The prosses took only a minute but felt like hours. I was now twice my normal size and be for i  could check to see the damage he appered again, but not standing in front of me, he was there every time i closed my eyes.
"This is working perfectly! Now i understand tbe confusion but all you need to know is that you will adress me as asie, now sleep."
And just like that, i passed out.

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