Barcode: Lost

Barcode: Lost

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The burnt body clambered out of the burning remains of a broken car. The sound of sand being slid across gravel interrupted the sirens blaring in the distance. The form wiggled to stand and moved stealth like as if it had eyes. The skin began to fall off like dead leaves and new skin replaced it. The shoulders twitched in anticipation of finding its severed head. Quickly staggering through the muddy leaves across the boardwalk it shuffled itself into the forest out of view of the police approaching. A thump echoed throughout the woods that only the heart of the monstrosity could recognize. The head called to the body to find it. The muscles reattached themselves to the sinews of the foot and ankle covering the bone to the toes. The chest began to slowly expand as veins grew around the base of the spine and pulsated around the rib cage and torso. The muscles began to form over each damaged part of the body and reconstruct itself into a female. The skin that had been damaged puckered pink and glistened under the dim light scattered through the branches to the floor. The form stopped as the heart pulsated faster and the thrumming grew intense. The form stood over the crushed head below the base of a great cedar tree. Realizing that there was no hope for recovery the body twitched animatedly and slung itself down to the ground as the spine went straight and like a spider's web, bone began to form as veins aligned themselves in the shape of the previous face. The white of the eyes rolled forward as the jaw bone clicked into place. The blackened dot like pupil began to grow until it filled the edges of on chocolate iris and the other aquamarine. The face twitched as the nose elongated in a sharp tip. Finally formed, the short cotton colored haired female turned and saw her fallen friend watching her curiously.
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