It Bites

Life or death

Waking up I saw that Glen was gone looking around I knew that he had carried me to bed. Why is my room so cold? Standing up I walked out of my room and grabbed a jacket.

Moving forward I Looked in a mirror I saw my hair in a tangled mess, and that the bandages on my face seemed to have fallen off part way.

Ripping the rest off my face I felt a stinging sensation causing my eyes to water. That burn's ouch, still it is cold in here.

Wrapping my arms around myself I walked to the heater and flipped the switch causing the heater to burst in life. Hearing it roar to life I heard a popping sound coming from it causing me to become frustrated.

Hitting the sides of the heater the sound disappeared allowing me to relax. I don't want to get up. Looking at the time I groaned as I moved off the floor and away from the heater.

Looking around I finally found my clock and read the time. I'm gonna be late! With that, I ran around like a chicken with its head cut off while slipping into presentable work clothes.

Dashing out of my apartment I ran almost getting hit by a few cars along the way I didn't care though. I was going to be late for work why would I care about traffic.

Running along I opened the doors to work and there was my manager looking at his pocket watch. Which apparently is "Vintage" never mind that he doesn't seem to realize that I am here now.

Waving my hand in front of his face I said, "Mr. Dan sorry I am late shall we start working." Looking up from his watch Dan smiled and said, "Dear you arrived on time actually so all is good."

Hearing that I heaved a sigh of relief. With a smile on my face, I spent hours cleaning everything and organizing shelves. Soon I reached the storage room which I dreaded cleaning and organizing. This is not something that normal people would be able to withstand.

Cleaning the storage room was like cleaning out a toilet that had never been cleaned. Some places, the floors were stained and looked so awful I doubt anyone would cran out the stains. The storage room smelled of feet, dried pop, and vomit.

Covering my nose I nearly gagged at the smell alone. It took me hours to clean out the storage room. Now rather than those awful smells in the storage room it now smelled of bleach.

Walking out of the storage area Dan stood in front of me nearly causing me to fall over. Clenching my teeth I smiled and said, "Mr. Dan sorry about that I didn't see you." Smiling at me Dan said with a smile that didn't seem forced, "Miss Vola here is your paycheck and did you clock out?" Nodding my head I clocked out and turned around taking my paycheck.

Walking out of the store I looked up an heard my stomach growl. Frowning I dashed across the street thinking that it was safe. *HONK... HONG* sirens filled my ears I felt everything went sideways.

What is going on? In an instant, everything from earlier seemed to come back. On my way home I heard something and went to look to my side that was when something hit me. It was almost to quick to process. A car ran into me going well over the speed limit. Laying on the paved ground I couldn't move. Feeling something pool around me I knew something wasn't right.

I felt cold then hot it felt excruciating so painful I wanted to give in. What am I going to give into? What's happening to me? Soon I was unable to see everything was a mass of black and shapes that seemed to have no color.

" Doll? Shortstack!!" Huh? Glen? "Hold on I gotcha Doll." Feeling arms around me I felt weightless. Glen where are you taking me? My eyes were too heavy now and started to fall closed. Apparently, Glen noticed and started to yell, "Doll keep yer eyes open keep em open!"

It was a command I was unable to follow. I'm tired and cold just leave me be. Let me sleep. My eyes closed and then sounds became muffled. I heard something similar to a door slamming. Where are we? Soon I started to lose feeling in my body.

That was when I realized I'm dying. Hearing a whisper in my ear I started to think I was going crazy, "Live forever or die?" I don't understand of course I want to live. Forever doesn't matter I don't want to leave.

At that moment I felt like as if my body was being ripped to shreds. It hurt's!!! IT HURTS!!! Feeling as if something was being ripped away from me I lost something. I lost a part of me that one should never lose. Fading out I fell into a dark abyss never to wake up as what I once was, but what I will be.