Gunman The gun slowly rose till it leveled my face. I stared down its barrel, watching the crimson tears flow from its cold metal cracks. I wondered how many lives this gun had taken, or whether it did so willingly. I wondered if it could, would it turn upon its owner and take their life so it wouldn't have to consume any more souls.More Like This
My gaze drifted slowly upwards till it met the eyes of the beholder. But there were no eyes there, only black holes, a void no amount of love or joy could fill. Blind they were, for one who takes the lives of many cannot truly see.
I noticed too that the ears were also missing, the nose so misshapen nothing could enter, only the putrid smell of rotting flesh could escape like noxious clouds, as it was for all such openings. The mouth was sewn shut, lips long, thin, and paled, like the skin that hung off the bones, rough and distorted unable to feel the slightest touch.
The abdomen was sucked in so far it was hard to believe anything wa
Corpse Sleeper Though I seemed to be staring straight at the body, I could not make out the face. I knew the moment my heart quit beating who it was, but it was as if my eyes refused to submit the images to my brain. I simply collapsed beside the corpse, sharing the pool of blood, clothing collecting it up like some kind of exotic treasure.More Like This
It was cold here, but I relished the numb feeling it brought. How great it would be to die here, I thought, to be able to forget it all and just cease to exist. No useless emotions to complicate your life, no one to come and leave, nothing but white all around, pure white, like a wonderland of snow.
I let my eyes drift close, breathing slow. In my head all I could see was white, fields of ivory into a colorless sky; it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.
“Hey, we’ve got two bodies over here!” Footsteps jarred the ground sending cracks through my translucent sky, my frost