Dark obsessions
Shit, shit, shit, I'm screwed.
I fall to the ground and before I lose consciousness, I hear a voice say,
"Well, look what we have here, a pretty boy."
……
Something drips from my forehead down to my face. It touches my lips and its iron, coppery taste hits my tongue. Blood. My head pounds badly. I can literally feel my heart pounding in my head as I struggle to open my eyes.
The room is dark, but not dark enough so I can see what's in it. Or what isn't? I can't tell if I'm in a cellar or basement but I do know the air smells vile.
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