Chapter 50: Adrenaline Part 1

Skin.

Everywhere.

It's stretched out, bled white, lifeless. And in the middle, most of a face. Lips lower than they should be, pale white and melded into the trunk. Tufts of blonde hair sprout sporadically. Two blue eyes bat away, lifeless. They don't see me - they don't seem to see anything but stare blankly ahead. I want to look away - the rising bile in my throat strongly suggests it - but I'm stuck.

"Gffn..." her tongue flops, a vacant stare, "...I wone'foget th'marows nest time...y'did... alwez like ‘um bess."

It's not real. It's not real. It's not...

I cup my mouth but it's no use. Falling to my knees, I vomit onto an unusual patch of ground. Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I push up with my other hand, stopping again. The ground... it feels familiar. It feels strangely...

I stifle another scream.