Day of the Dead

He crept up to the window. Despite the fog clouding his vision, he could see the marsh ahead clearly. She was coming. A gush of water devoured the road that lead to town. He had no escape. Tick. Tock. His time was nearly up. Tick. Tock. He could hear her footsteps striking the cold stone … More Day of the Dead

Injuries

Pain flooded through my body as blood swept from my stomach. Head throbbing, my sight was disoriented as I went running down the corridor: spinning, spinning, spinning and into the darker light. The once neat hair scratched my eyelids, causing them to bleed, bathing me in a scarlet light. Crying out for help, the still … More Injuries