Pulling Me In

I stand above the busy street gutter pacing back and forth. A strong dark force keeps pulling at me. A strong current below seems to be calling my name. The sound of cracking bones speaks out loudly. Suddenly there is a haunting smell in the wind. The smell enters my nose with a rush of electronic forces. The smell lingers and traps me like a tiny bug. I am paralyzed from fear and I wait gazing down into the gutter. Black limbs and vines reach up at me with unbelievable strength. The gutter opens and pulls me in like a helpless child. Chewing on my flesh it crawls through me like a angered serpant. It causes massive boils on my body. Parts of my body begin to melt and my heart quivers rapidly. The gutter has pulled me into it's domain. I live and breathe the haunting smell that the gutter offers me.