Curse of the Hallow Moon
Blisters and burns surround his swollen, bulging right eye.
“Please, no!” I curl into a ball and close my eyes.
Eric’s face suddenly comes to life. He screams.
It’s agonising, piercing, hellish.
I cry, and the crackling of fire accompanies the screams.
Taking breaths, I tense and concentrate, standing and facing Eric.
The long scream continues, and he disappears, but the screams don’t. They echo all around me, attacking my mind, squeezing my brain.
I need to drown this out, so I wipe my tears and turn the TV on to full volume. Then I run into the bathroom, turn the tap and shower on to full. Anything to fight the cries.
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