Posted on October 7, 2009 at 9:00pm
It was odd really, how the bites didn’t hurt so much any more as burned. It felt as though napalm was shooting in slow agonizing cycles from each wound and into her veins, and she supposed as she leaned heavily against the wall of the emergency stairs that it might as well be.
She just needed to rest a moment, that’s all she though as she slowly sank to the cool forgiving concrete floor. She cradled her arm on her lap and watches as her blood sluggishly excreted from the wound on her… Continue