Author Topic: Abandoned Prison  (Read 1649 times)

Kaya Mitsume

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Re: Abandoned Prison
« Reply #15 on: July 03, 2012, 10:23:38 pm »
(Nope, I gots it.)

The wall is spongy. For just a moment, his fingers can't identify what they're feeling beneath them. Or it's possible his mind doesn't want to. The longer he's on the wall, the harder what it is pounds at his brain, until even his mind can't avoid it.

There's flesh beneath his hands. It's nothing so simple as skin. His mind screams as he realizes that this is what it would feel like if someone peeled that away. Muscle, subcutaneous fat. It rippled vaguely beneath his palm

Still that sound slithers in the darkness. A slithering hissing whisper came from the abyss in front of him. "Little black spider sat down beside her. Curious foolish thing like a puppet on a string."