The Dawn

Last act in which Mrs. Omacha's slave commits suicide

There was a chill in the air, as a frosty frothy surface was seen creeping up to the window. I entered Mrs. Sarah Omacha's parlor

and courtsied.

"Mrs. Omacha, the time is now." I said, "I must die for you."

"What of fate, what of destiny." Said Mrs. Omacha.

""That I have only lived to become your being the time is now." I said

"Step this way." Said Mrs. Omacha.  

Mrs. Sarah brought me to a closet where inside was a dung filled sack cloth with cyanide. " First you will open your wrists  then I will  tie you up inside, the cyanide will eat you alive, and you will only exist as a part of me." Said Sarah Omacha.

The razor was sharp I took it to my wrists, feeling the last pulses of my life I felt Mrs. Sarah Omacha tie up the bag.

The room was smoky, the odor was cancerous, when Mr's Omacha undid the sackcloth, there was no evidence of a body ever having been present.

The fumes seemed to enter her nostrils. There were no traces of there having been a life, no dung, and no corpse. A siren sounded outside then went away. Mrs. Omacha made her way to the toilet "now you are just this as one with me." Mr's Omacha hummed as she fingered her a*****e, and excreted the last of my presences into the toilet bowl.