The Dreadful -- Chapter 4

Geminex · 01-27-2012, 02:18 PM

Well, at least they were already dead!

...

Probably.

Like, there's no way that Kit's shot could've just mortally wounded one of them so they lay in the cold desert, bleeding out slowly, waiting for death. Crying out for their mothers with trembling lips, desperate for one last shred of comfort before a lonely, painful death. Feeling, through the haze of pain, a cold, slimy weight climb up onto their chest, eyes widening in horror as a creature from the pits of hell came into view. Desperately wanting to struggle away, to get up and run from this thing. Realizing that they were pinned, helpless, trapped by their broken body. At its mercy. Crying silent tears of terror as it forced their mouth open. Gagging desperately as sharp antennae stratched the backs of their throats. The last thing they felt would be its awful, smooth bulk sliding down their throats before everything went mercifully black.

...

That couldn't happen, right?

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01-27-2012, 02:18 PM	#11
Geminex SOM3WH3R3 Join Date: Jun 2009 Posts: 4,606	Well, at least they were already dead! ... Probably. Like, there's no way that Kit's shot could've just mortally wounded one of them so they lay in the cold desert, bleeding out slowly, waiting for death. Crying out for their mothers with trembling lips, desperate for one last shred of comfort before a lonely, painful death. Feeling, through the haze of pain, a cold, slimy weight climb up onto their chest, eyes widening in horror as a creature from the pits of hell came into view. Desperately wanting to struggle away, to get up and run from this thing. Realizing that they were pinned, helpless, trapped by their broken body. At its mercy. Crying silent tears of terror as it forced their mouth open. Gagging desperately as sharp antennae stratched the backs of their throats. The last thing they felt would be its awful, smooth bulk sliding down their throats before everything went mercifully black. ... That couldn't happen, right?