Kirsty (One)

Even now I sit, slump, shuddering, Remembering... Stale walls echoing lamenting calls, their house... A nightmare flickered in the red herring of betrayal. Stumbling hormones, skinless evil. it breathed... Blood red lips snarling, capturing someone else essence, bone dry. A nightmare... Deliberately slithering up my calf, I grasped a cube of insanity as a last hope. The shock... Dead eyes feared a toy box, a fragmented sense clung to my only protection, my untouched hell. Blood soaked, dripping sweat, saturated fear I escaped... I awoke... Demons hell-bent on demise. Curiosity craved, crushed my soul into submission, But it's just a box... Teeth exposed, chattered, blindly shoved fingers in to catch my tongue, the taste of soured flesh. Wait... A vibrating voice crackled static pain, shivered in pleasure. He escaped... Bargaining, a blissful retreat, whilst exposing incompetence, irrational? Go to hell. Run... Pounded at death's door, let me in... Dad... Warned the worm of the vulture, coming to devour its soul. Something didn't fit, the sacrifice seeping into the floor smelt half human. A twang... Realisation, cold, the door creaked, locked, grinning gruesomely, the veins pulsing along a sadistic mind, Quaking, i flinched around to a lubricated nightmare, clenching my muscles, the hiss of hell's rapture... A prison shook, a prisoner shrieked, Sanity split like perfect fission, slime coated his perverted call... Come, to daddy.