THE REBORN LUNA
He reaches out and grasps my legs with both hands.
He leans back slightly and smiles, looking like a shark about to strike. His eyes glow red and his body glows brighter with each passing second. I try to pull back, suddenly realizing that we might both be in bondage, but this man is not my friend at all. The black hole where his nose should be, fills with smoke, and he coughs heavily, holding his throat in agony. I move out of his way, and watch incredulously as his head spins violently and he starts swaying dangerously on his feet. Then he falls to the ground in a heap, and blood gurgles from his mouth like red frothy saliva as he struggles to breathe.
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