There it was again…my peripheral vision playing tricks on me, this quivering black shadow. I turned to look – evaporating, producing a humid steam…an exhalation of pungent dead man’s breath. I tried to comprehend where I was, the shadows of confusion encrusting my reality…what the hell is going on?

Oh my God…the morbid stench splashed across my face…this breath…the shadow revealed itself once more. I was not alone, something was there, all around me. I felt it sheath my body, I was embedded…cradled in this continuum of darkness, the fabric of death itself.

Trying to walk, I was blistered by a vulgar twitch…losing my balance, cracking my knee caps on the cold floor. Before my eyes sat five starving children screaming in tortuous agony, “Please feed us…we are so hungry…”

The vile dank of death hung thickly…I gagged, my stomach churning…ughh…uggghh! Choking, I couldn’t get air in my lungs. I coughed up a thickened black slab of greasy strings. Urrggh…bleeech…I splatter vomited that which clogged my esophagus…ridding my body from this horrid portion of sickening gelatinous matter.

The children pounced like bloodthirsty dogs upon my still hot puke – suckling the blackened gristle from their bony fingers. Voices moaned, “Run…you must run!”

I was paralyzed, frozen in fear…I couldn’t squeeze a single drop of movement from my wilted, dying body…”Help me…PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!!!” I bellowed violently. My undulating body quivered in absolute grotesqueness…”HELP ME…….!!!!”

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The five albino children gathered around me, blood drenched strings draping from their drooling jowls – vomit crusted, milk-white faces…one said, “I’ll do the honors…” he smiled at me, “For that which we are about to receive, may we be truly thankful…”