the night that i won't forget. the night where it all started
a beautiful blonde that is giving me a head, as i said it was the night that i won't forget. she has a bright yellow hair with a light and smooth skin and her mouth and hands is as soft a pillow. how can a girl like this is a prostitute, such a waste i might as well marry her. just kidding im soo broke, theres no way i could gave her a decent life and make her happy.but im sure my ancestor would be proud that im doing it with such a pretty woman.
i know that i would remember this for the rest of my life.
*splart*
what's that ? i hear something, its like a meat thrown to the wall. maybe it's just in my mind... i turn my head to the wall, and indeed, even though its dark i can see theres like a meat splurted to the wall. but still its strange how did it-
the moonlight pierced through the curtain, erasing the darkness and replacing it with the pure light, the room quickly become silent, as silent as a void and the air is as sharp as needle. i then gaze upon the sight, it was my meat... my pen*s. Stuck the wall, and slowly falling, leaving a line of blood
i look down only to find something just isn't there anymore. the prostitute slowly take her heads up from looking down, and gaze at me. her eyes are pitch black, her face is covered with my red blood, while her mouth is munching my flesh.
Blood flow beetwen my legs, The pain was unbearable, my body refused to move, yet i scream for survival. My knees can't no longer hold me, while my hand desperate to stop the bleeding.
She pinch me, while this is usually hot. in this situation i let out a cold sweat. i desperately push her but its useless, her weight is as heavy as 5 a table stacked up.i grab an object surround me and throw it to her wishing that its gonna help me get out from this, lamp, chair, everything i could grab, yet all of it broke. leaving me with only one choice, to use my hand, i hit her again and again and again but the only thing that is taking damage is my hand, i feel like my hand is in the verge of breaking.
i kept screaming, i kept hitting and-
*bite*
she finally take another taste of her dinner.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHH"
she's eating me slowly from the skin. my whole left is gonna be next if i don't escape from here. i wiggle my body, my legs is kicking and moving uncontrollably, my head is crushing my head trying to endure the pain.
there's no hope. i have realized it from the start yet i try to deny that. it's always like that. hiring a prostitute, gambling, alcohol. since when did i became like this? f*ck it im just gonna let my self die, there's no good thing happened if im alive too.
....
i died.
darkness is filling my surroundings, a lamp and a two stick tied up to hold it, and a water below my feet, below the lamp theres a cut down tree, and i sit there. i don't remember how i get here or where is this.
maybe it's afterlife
"it is afterlife"
i turn my head to where the sound came.
"but it's also not."
something slowly shift from the shadow to the light, a dark figure, and a bird skull as his head
"Welcome to the limbo. a place beetwen life and death"