Post by Pez on Nov 29, 2008 19:31:27 GMT -6
Thump Thump. Thump Thump.
Darkness crawled through Cell-block D of the Rakota County Correctional Facility. Tendrils of shadow crept along cold concrete floors, weaving between cracks and intertwining with rusted iron gates. Rays of moonlight shone through the barred windows, manifesting a glittering show within the fluttering dust. Specks fly harmlessly around in the air, coming and going through the window's opening. They twirl in the air, chasing each other in a rudimentary game of tag before resting on the edge of a blood-soaked mattress.
Thump Thump. Thump Thump.
A lone figure on the mattress stares silently at the golden constellations swirling above him. With each agonizing breath, he is pulled slowly away from the mattress. The room fades in and out around him, the walls bending and curving with every pound of his quieting heart.
Thump Thump. Thump Thump.
Dirty, ragged fingernails claw at the edge of the mattress. A sudden gasp comes from this poor soul as more pain flares from his side. Upon closer examination, it is easy to see what ails him: a gash tenderly traces hi side, one of sickening proportions. It leads form his collarbone to his thigh, every straggling exhalation bringing with it a new pool of crimson life. It is clear that his time on our plane of existence is soon coming to a close.
Thump Thump. Thump Thump.
With one last act of courage, our new acquaintance struggles to call out. His words fall upon deaf walls and mute doorways. Cries for assistance turn to screams of excruciating pain, to gargling attempts at inhaling. Then, amidst the echoing chaos, comes silence.
Thump thump. Thump th.
Darkness crawled through Cell-block D of the Rakota County Correctional Facility. Tendrils of shadow crept along cold concrete floors, weaving between cracks and intertwining with rusted iron gates. Rays of moonlight shone through the barred windows, manifesting a glittering show within the fluttering dust. Specks fly harmlessly around in the air, coming and going through the window's opening. They twirl in the air, chasing each other in a rudimentary game of tag before resting on the edge of a blood-soaked mattress.
Thump Thump. Thump Thump.
A lone figure on the mattress stares silently at the golden constellations swirling above him. With each agonizing breath, he is pulled slowly away from the mattress. The room fades in and out around him, the walls bending and curving with every pound of his quieting heart.
Thump Thump. Thump Thump.
Dirty, ragged fingernails claw at the edge of the mattress. A sudden gasp comes from this poor soul as more pain flares from his side. Upon closer examination, it is easy to see what ails him: a gash tenderly traces hi side, one of sickening proportions. It leads form his collarbone to his thigh, every straggling exhalation bringing with it a new pool of crimson life. It is clear that his time on our plane of existence is soon coming to a close.
Thump Thump. Thump Thump.
With one last act of courage, our new acquaintance struggles to call out. His words fall upon deaf walls and mute doorways. Cries for assistance turn to screams of excruciating pain, to gargling attempts at inhaling. Then, amidst the echoing chaos, comes silence.
Thump thump. Thump th.