Night Of The Living Writer 2020

October 1st: Twisted

I was forced to watch as a demon stood before me.

I felt the blood within me slow as he moved his hands through the air methodically.

This was quickly followed by the feeling of a charley horse coursing through my body.

This demon was controlling the blood in my body and suddenly I heard a snap and stopped feeling the pain as it became astronomical but I could no longer feel anything within my left arm.

And if you could see it you would've seen a bundle of flesh curled like spaghetti around a fork. Sauce dripping across the pavement as the demon licked his lips.