Viseratta
Copyright 2012 Ellen Griffin
As the warm sunlight seeped through the openings in the blinds, Ari began to wake. The
floor seemed to ripple underneath her, and the dizziness sickened her as she sat upright in her bed.
She smelled a horrible stench and felt an extreme pain. Her back was on fire, as though someone
had slashed it with a razor. She attempted to open her eyes, but only one allowed her to see; the
other, swollen, burning, and wet, remained closed. As her one good eye regained focus, the smell
began to get clearer. She rubbed the other eye and looked at her hand. The wetness was not water
but blood, and it was everywhere. The skin on her knuckles and fingers was torn in places. Her
sheets were splattered with that same red wetness and what looked like small pieces of flesh.
Ari began to question if she was actually awake. She'd experienced some horrific
nightmares, but they paled to the scene before her.
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