We were running through the night. Well more half running half trudging through the thick layers of snow that had accumulated. We ducked under the unusually luminous post lights into a random front yard. We scurried around the perimeter like rats. Like a hand beckoning my nose forward, i picked up on the smell of pizza. The windows in the house were tinted yellow and we could make out humanoid shadows moving around. I let out a tiny yelp of pain as she had stepped on my weak shoulder as i pushed her over the windowsill. Seconds later she tumbled out, pizzaboxes in hand.
We ran through the snow and dark till we arrived under the comfortable shadow of a large tree covered in white stripes of snow. While we were shoveling the food hungrily into our mouths, something small, squishy and alive began to fall from the branches. Worms fell into the snow around us and quickly burrowed out of sight. Sitting next to me, she quickly grabbed one worm and said, "Look!" She shook her clasped hands and opened them and there was a purple cocoon that pulsated in and out like a beating lightbulb-esque heart.
She opened her slender hands once again and there was a butterfly flapping its fabulous bloody red wings and slowly levitated higher and higher spiraling around till it disappeared into the dark shadows of the tree. I stared up at the very point where the butterfly had left us and did not notice her get up and begin walking away in the snowstorm. I snapped my head back having heard the faint uttering,
"When you want it
It goes away too fast
Times you hated
It always seems to last
But just remember when you think you're free
The crack inside you fucking heart is me."
A crow with ruby red eyes flew effortlessly high above in the night sky. It looked down at the earth as it flew by and noticed two sets of tracks leading in opposite directions in the snow from the tree where it nested. The branches began to sway back and forth violently as the storm picked up. The crow let out a mangled cry as it was swept up in the roaring snowstorm, blinded by white and lost in the swirling mist.
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The dimly lit floor reflected my murky face and body as i stared down at the tiles. Lights were flickering in and out overhead. I looked over the edge expecting the abyss but instead saw the metallic shine of a familiar sight of a trainline. Looking left and right i could see two tunnels that looked like two deep and cavernous mouths of monsters. I sniffed and raised my hand to scratch at the surface of my nose and was surprised to see that i was holding a blood soaked bag.
Immediately i tensed up and looked around me as cold sweat flooded my nerves with adrenaline and fear. Slowly i placed my hand within the recesses of the bag. I could hear the swish of mid dried bloody mush and felt a slimy pool of half clotted blood covering an object which seemed to be metallic and covered in strange designs that i could feel as i ran my hand along its surface. Slowly i pulled out the object as the thickened blood seemed to latch on desperately not wanting to let go. I pulled out, to my astonishment a pair of butterfly costume wings.
I stared bewildered at it then suddenly my hair began to whip ferociously in my face to the left, as for some reason, a single solitary train carriage pulled in bringing with it a loud screech and a rush of airflow. Ominously the carriage squealed to a halt, its metallic structure illuminated by the still flickering lights of the station. With a low vibrating hiss, the only door to the carriage slide open.
I was greeted with a truly horrifying scene of utter carnage. The prepubescent bodies of several young boys and girls lay strewn around on the floor of the carriage and some were still in a sitting position. Blood splatter was strewn in massive leaps across the insides of the carriage, some on the roof and walls. There was quite a significant amount of blood in pools around each child of which there were about 2 boys and 3 girls. I slowly walked around not sure why but i was observing and trying to look for something amongst the area. I was quite aware of the stench, the children did not seem to be rotting but the smell was quite overpowering, like a dumpster of decomposing food smacking you in the face when you open it. I could feel the slippery surface of the blood and the sticky polp sounds my shoes made whenever i stepped.
I felt a sudden tug on my leg and a pale girl, whose whitened face was contrasted with the blood blubbering out of the corners of her mouth. Gripping my foot as tight as she could, i lean't down to hear her say, "She slit... out throats... like we were.... flowers....". I leant down to hold the convulsing girl and watched as she blubbered bubbles of blood from the corner of her mouth and the spark that indicated life in her sunken eyes slowly faded and glazed over like ice.
I leaned down and licked the blood from her cheeks. Lapped it up like a dog while stroking her hair and neck. I wondered why i even had a conscience when all it did was fuck with me. I got up and kicked the other bodies out of my way. I kicked the corpses of the males out of the carriage and with some effort forced the metal doors shut. As i walked backwards the lights outside failed to flicker and the entire station was thrown into darkness. Only the light flickering inside the carriage was still on, giving off brilliant flashes of light that illuminated the blood splatter around me.
I growled and felt my pulse racing higher. My tongue darted in and out of the corner of my lips and i tasted the sweat that was slowly rising on my body and slipping down my forehead. I could see the flesh and it smelt fresh and it was there for there taking. I could feel the heat radiating from my skin. I snorted with hormonal rage. As i licked my teeth hungrily, the train began to shake and stir like a beast awakening from slumber. With several creaks and pops the train began to head towards the dark tunnel ahead and the light flickered out pathetically.
As i stood over the lifeless corpses at my feet, the blackness of the tunnel threw the entire carriage into complete darkness. I stood there taking in the smell of rotting flesh and feeling the cold corpses of muted angels around me. Suddenly i felt them crawling up my body. Amidst the pure black abyss, i could hear the beating of the metallic wings and I felt all over me the hands of small children.
A faint yet familiar whisper spoke through the air,
"Lie to me, cry to me, give to me
I would
Lie with me, die with me, give to me
I would
Keep all your secrets wrapped in dead hair
I hope at least we die holding hands for always."
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You know when you get the sense that you have so much you want to say, just not sure how to articulate or put it into words? Part III is still being formed in my head, who knows i may write it up one day or leave it hidden within my psyche.
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