Goretober 2020

7. Slice

7. Slice

Adam woke abruptly. He was laying face down against a cold, stiff rubber surface. He tried to sit up but he quickly found that wherever he was, it was too small for him to do anything but crawl. He was surrounded on all sides by an inky black that completely enveloped him. "Hello?" His voice echoed all around him. He was suddenly blinded by a flash of light as they illuminated the contraption he found himself in. It was a metal vent duct with a conveyor belt that he was currently on his hands and knees on. He heard a large clang behind him and his head instinctively looked behind him. He caught a glimpse of a giant blade about half a meter from his feet. It raised itself back up before slamming back down. As this happened the conveyor belt jolted to life with a mechanical sigh. It began to move slowly. He began to crawl forward, the blade continuing to slam down behind him rhythmically, like the ticking of a clock, each tick counting down to his death. The conveyor belt began to speed up as he was moved closer and closer to the blade. He began to crawl faster and faster, in a desperate bid to cling to life. There was a loud bang and a flash of light as he felt something tear through his left calf. He screamed in pain as he felt the blood pour down the fresh penny sized wound in his leg. It made each movement agony as he began to move closer and closer to the blade. Before he could bring himself to speed up he felt a horrific pain in his foot as it was sliced clean off. He screamed in agony as he began to try desperately to outrun the blade. However, it was in vein as he felt another shock of pain as his other foot was cut in half. His entire body roared in pain as it failed him. He collapsed as he felt it slice through his shins, then his knees, then his thighs before he slipped into the sweet relief of death.