Twisted

Two Sentence Horror Contest Submission.

It fed of my fear like a vampire would feed off my blood 

yet ice cold through my veins as my soon to be dead body 

tightened and locked my soul post-mortem. 

It slithered around me twisting his boneless carcass, 

waiting for the right moment where he could sink his shark-like teeth 

sweating bullets of dark green matter in my flesh, 

flooding my nose of nauseous smells that twisted my own stomach upside down.