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It's been quite a few minutes yet he still can't move, his cries had turned into whimpers when his lips slowly became like his entire body, stiff and paralyzed

The weird feeling of a hand was still dragging itself all around his body, from time to time petting his hair and hugging him tight. It felt comforting in some way but he was still scared notheless

Fortunately though, it felt like the hands were gone, yet...he couldn't move, he felt some hope flash inside but oh was he wrong to ever think that was true

Nothing will turn out good, nothing.

He felt his throat tighten up to the point he couldn't breathe anymore, only short intakes of breath that was nowhere near to enough. His ears started ringing and he could feel his face start to change color from the restriction of breath

Then the same hand came back but clawed on his stomach that made it bleed, his eyes kept tearing up, crying like the baby he was as the hand continued to cut his skin with its nails

It reached his legs and began to rip the flesh once again as the same red sewed out from the wounds, tainting the sheets he laid down on that started to spread all over

Breathing

Breathing

Chuckling

He could hear something right next to his ears, behind the horrid sound of ringing he could hear someone's voice. Out of curiosity he tried to move his eyes in attempt to see what was there, but he was lying down on his side and so his behind was a compete blind spot to him, his eyes could only go so far afterall

Though when he looked down, he saw hands, actual hands that were clawing on his skin over and over, he felt like puking from seeing the amount of blood that was there and how graphic it was for his age

His skinny thighs were dripping with red and he could see the gaping wounds the creature was creating. It's claws were sharp, veins popping out from the hand and arm

"Khugh- ah!"

A certain push in his flesh made him choke as a now very audible laugh sounded from behind him, it was deep and ominous, so familiar

"How do you feel, pet?"

His sight started to dim down and blurred out from not breathing for so long and his body began to feel heavier than it already was, but even so he understood what the creature said, shivering from the playful tone

"How does it feel knowing this is what happens to me everyday because of you"

The tightening around his throat dissapeared and he could finally move his body again, but now that the numbness was gone, the pain felt even worse than before, he cried out in agony feeling every part of him sting with fire, it felt like he was burning but not, getting pickled by needles everywhere

He knew for a fact he had to get himself sealed up to make sure he doesn't actually die from blood loss, so he looked in his nightstand for his trusty first aid kit that his mother had  given him at one point, but when he checked it was nowhere there

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