What's Wrong..?

Is So-omething off...?

          I woke up with cold sweat. My blue-green pupils dailated around my same old messy room.

          'Something's off...' I pondered a million possibilities to what it could be. I however, being that one person who easily gives up at these things, give up.

          I swung my legs off my bed and stood. My feet felt as if they were in a mushy, slimy substance. I looked down. I suppressed a screech at what I saw.

          Blood red liquid ran through the hardwood floor. A rough redbrown texture was now plastered onto the walls. The corners of my room clouded with noir shadows. Worst of all a gruesome dead body of a familiar bluette I know.

          Her intestines were sprawled onto the floor, a long with her other organs spilling from one huge cut at the center of her chest. Her stomach also had a hole in it, making her lunch spill out. Her bones twisted in and out, this way and that way, up and down, a break here and a break there. As my eyes landed on her face, my stomach almost burst with nausea.

Sh E aLmOsT  hAd ThE s AmE fAc E aS Li L lY'S At t He b Æ č H.

          "ÝŒ ÙŁ  ŅË VƏŘ Ę§ ČÆP M Ė!" Exclaimed the dead body.

          I trembled in fear as I was shoved down the red liquid, suffocated by the blood, never to be seen again.

Į ŤŚ ĄŁĻ Ý ŒÛ Ř FÆÙ ĽŢ

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