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13:36 Jul 29 2019
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Lurking in the darkness, I can smell the fear. It’s ever so pungent that it rattles my nose hairs with putrid smells of day old vomit and moldy cheese.

I gag at the visceral smells invading my nasal cavity as I plunge forward into the room. Not knowing what I will find.

As the stench grows more potent, I see in the shadows of the darkness a stain mimicking that of a vat of gravy. Wondering what it could be, I approach with hesitation and curiosity.

As I heed my minds warning of caution, I come at the large pool of liquid with the stealth of ninjas. As I descend upon it the putridness of the smell wafts into my nostrils turning my stomach.

Once upon it, I realize it is a pool of blood. “What in Bloody Hell happen here?”

To the immediate right, my eye catches something that can’t be unseen. The source of the smell. A woman, sliced and diced, her intestines strewed all around her body.

I start to add to the taste of fear by vomiting on the floor. Completely sliced and diced she is mangled, and disembodied.

What type of animal would do such a thing? Then I hear it, am I next? Fear sinks in. My senses are on high alert.

I feel an other being behind me, there’s nothing I can do.


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