My screams rattled my brain as what I could only describe as a burning lash of a whip fell across my back. Over and over and even with my attempts to crawl away, the lashings continued.
“Please!” I cried out. I don’t think I can handle another one.
It felt like my clothes had been torn away from my body by whatever had attacked me, but I was in so much pain that moving away from it was only a distant thing to care about. My breathing was the only thing on my mind. With every breath of air that I pulled into my lungs, it was like inhaling a noxious gas. An unbearable burn shredded my esophagus on the way down.
“Help me. Someone, please! I am not ready to…” this was it. I will become one of them. Dark, mindless, and starving for souls.
“Pathetic little girl. Here I thought I had my ves
