Death

Just something, and that's it.

I turned a corner and looked at the sky. It was deep and dark, like the ocean in the night time. A tree shuddered, shaken by a breeze. It was dead. My skin shuffled. I kept walking.

The ground underneath me stank and the air around my head was thick. I moved forward. Suddenly I realized there was all this haunting mist around me. It was glassy and slow, like an old man. It curled around me and I felt my heart jump inside me. I kept moving but I don't know why. The ground seemed to get narrower and the moon shrank away, terrified.

I was outside, but I could feel walls closing in on me. My feet kept sticking to the ground with every step. I found it harder and harder to move. My body kept going, disconnected from my brain. It moved with the rabid purpose of an animal.

The floor made desperate cracks when my feet connected with it. It was nearly sexual in tone. I looked down, and a rotting corpse stared at me.

Author's Note

This might be part of something in the future. I don't know. It's something I wrote, I guess.