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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I shake out my jacket and crack my neck to regain my control although I’m enjoying being hostile. The room is now darker than pitch so I remove my shades from the windows to let in the moon’s blue luminescence, as the light returns and the blood turns a shade of black I drop the illusion, release my true self for the few left to see. All through the place I can hear the whimpers and cries of the few remaining. I smear into the shadow under a table and as I locate the stragglers I dispatch them tearing out throats, spraying myself down with their once life supporting liquid. Then there were three. Rising from the darkness of the footrest under the bar I stand before the one on the stool and bare my blood slickened teeth then lick the gore from my claws getting shivers from the taste. With a snap of my fingers her restraints dissolve, not like she can go anywhere. She just sits there trembling, trying to find her voice but its hard with the gaping hole in her jaw. I raise my black, coarse tentacles and grab her by each wrist and ankle bringing her off her last seat and start stretching her before me, her vocal cords start to work now as she assaults me with the most pain filled scream my ears have had the pleasure of hearing. (Ahhhh) All I do is keep staring into those beautiful, pain drenched eyes, and pulling. I can hear the tendons and ligaments popping and snapping as the shoulders and hips begin to separate, with a sickly, wet ripping sound her right arm and left leg come free, then the other arm. Holding onto the last limb left I swing her about, into ceiling, floor, then the bar with bone shattering force, I dissolve my tendrils back into myself then reaching down I snag her ponytail and tug it out of the lump that was her head and add it to my other on my belt. I hear a cell phone ringing for someone who doesn’t need it anymore and I giggle at how ironic it is.
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