ONE OF THE DAMN SUCKERS BIT ME. I'm bleeding badly right now, but.. I'm feeling really weird. As if I shouldn't tend to my wounds. I still did wrap up the bite out of the sight of seeing my.. uh.. blood oozing out of my arm.
It's hard to forget what the darn thing looked like. It's probably my own damn fault though.. shouldn't had taken that.. shortcut. I should've stuck to the original route.
It was a weird dark navy blue kind of color.. it's goo had a pretty good consistency similar to fur. It had sharp, piercing red and yellow eyes. Thing howls like a bobcat in a way. One of those big felines. It had like.. a star on the stomach.
It hurts to write. To think. I'm taking a break writing. I.. can't. I'm sorry hon.. if you read this. I'm so sorry..
I did a dumb and now we'll both pay the price for my mistake. I'm feeling really weird. Like.. I'm.. changing. It's not visible, but I can feel the arm tingle. That blood is kinda just gone. Like it stopped bleeding altogether. In fact, it feels better than ever.
I do hope I'm alright.
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The Survivor's Handbook (Paused For Now.)
General FictionWhen a lone survivor is left in a city of untold horrors, they must fend with their own sanity and the creatures deep within to stay alive. Maybe a rescue team will come and save them? Only the creatures can tell. (This will contain mild amounts of...
