Poked Eye Blood Spot Novels & Stories

I continued to squeeze. Its right eye – the one where an eye should be – ballooned outwards to almost twice the size of its counterpart. I could see the blood vessels engorging on the white of its eyeball, tiny splits appearing across the surface which began to seep blood, a violent burst of bloodied tears pouring down its face.

After last night's frenzy on one side and cooperation on the other, I had no idea when the gauze around Neil's neck had fallen off. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that dry wound on his fair skin. It was a bit unusual; leaning in for a closer look, I could clearly see two round puncture marks, accompanied by minor bite marks and abrasions. Those two puncture wounds were unmistakably vampire bites. Could that brat Harry be a vampire?

Bright red spots covered their skin, some of them oozing pus where the children had scratched too hard. Camille pressed a hand to her mouth, and Kane immediately stepped forward. He crouched beside the nearest child, gently inspected the spots on their arms and face. “This isn’t just a rash,” he observed, turning his sharp gaze to me. I knelt beside him, examining another child. The spots were clustered and raw, and some even looked infected. A chill ran down my spine as possible recognition set in. “It looks like smallpox or one of the pox variants,” I murmured, the words tasting bitter on my tongue.

I brought the blood to my nose and took one simple sniff, closing my eyes for better concentration. The normal smell of blood hit me first, but the smell was too heavy. Opened my eyes to inspect the blood, and noticed that while it appeared the normal colour, the little drop of blood had failed to coagulate in the time it had been exposed to air. Typical signs of Moonshade poisoning.

and he did the same. There was something unusual in the way he stares. His eyes were just pure... red. Like a large clot of blood. Suddenly, his eyes started to drip, like blood, slowly from his eye socket. My eyes widened in shock. His eye socket is now empty and void, and it was the most horrifying thing I have ever seen in my life. My breathing hitched, slowly and slowly, to the point that I cannot breathe properly— "Prohibere, Amadeo." [Stop it, Amadeo.]

She ran the panel again to eliminate error only to receive identical results. Victor stepped closer. “Explain.” She swallowed before stating clearly, “The numbers reflect a healthy child. He experienced a minor vascular rupture likely due to environmental dryness or stress, not systemic failure.” “You’re certain?” His voice was low and controlled. “I am certain he is not immunocompromised,” she replied without hesitation. Elias looked between them again. “So… I’m okay?” Sabrina smiled gently. “You’re okay.” Relief softened his features. Victor escorted him back to bed himself, tucking him in with a quiet tenderness he rarely allowed others to witness.

Just looking at it, can guess that the liquid is blood. But what terrified Uri the most was that on a bed closest to where the two of them stood, the only one that wasn't empty in the room, a person was lying there, head choked to one side, coincidentally facing them, not knowing if was alive or dead. From Uri's perspective, he could see that it was a young man. His hair was bright brown, messy, fluttering under the lights, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, under his eyelids was a darkening, and his bruised lips were slightly chapped. On the pale face appeared several purple spots. He was wearing a white T-shirt, but it looked like a rag now because it was covered in dirt and blood, a

"One by one, Maverick pierced each needle into the pressure points around Nathaniel's eyes accordingly, and then he filled these pressure points with his blood. As Nathaniel's face turned black and purple, something started to move in his eyelids." "Then, Maverick removed the silver needle. The needle tip had turned black, and the golden threads that wrapped around it wriggled just like worms did. This made Mango feel very uncomfortable, so she started getting goosebumps." Is this a pupa? "Nah, it's a larva." "Maverick described quietly, but his eyes remain stuck on Nathaniel's face. He continued, ""I need more than an hour to wipe out these little larvae.""" Do they exist elsewhere other th

Panic flashed in his eyes, pure, unfiltered panic. “What the hell… are you okay?” I knelt beside him, reaching out to help, but the moment my fingers brushed his skin, he jerked violently and vomited more blood. I pulled back, but my eyes stayed locked on his. Something was wrong. I looked down at my hand, still resting on his arm, and noticed the skin beneath my fingers. His veins were turning black, dark lines spreading out like cracks in glass. They kept moving, snaking up through his chest, his neck, his face, until they reached his eyes.

As the sun rises, Toma immediately went to the hospital for Yuji. He hopes to see him conscious when he arrives, though it was unfortunate that he found Yuji still sleeping. He also discovered something worse, his worries on Yuji has double. Toma quickly calls for help and as the doctor arrived, things were explained to him. "…we have seen this through our observation on the patient last night. These tiny red spots you see on his skin is called petechiea. It's a symptom for many diseases. We're currently testing from which disease it comes from."