I could feel a shiver crawl up my spinal cord as his long fingers pressed against the bare skin of my cheek. His hands felt as cold as ice and the look in his eyes was even worse. A small slimy pink tongue was hidden behind his white teeth as he let out a loud chuckle. "You're very beautiful, you know. You're like a cute little doll..." he whispered quietly. When his breath pressed against my face, I felt like I was starting to drown. I could barely look at him; I was so tired and dizzy.
Slowly, he moved his fingers from my cheek down to my neck. I dared not say a word. 'This is not possible...' I told myself, "It's not possible...' As I thought about this to myself, he gently moved his fingers along the side of my neck and whispered, "You are a very fine specimen. Quite a fine one, indeed..." I could feel his powerful stare aiming towards my ample chest as his fingers moved down my neck. I wanted to do something. I wanted to...but I couldn't.
I was so confused. My head was hurting so much at this point. I was completely ignoring the fact that his hands were now pressing firmly on my breasts. How...how was he standing here with such a large wound? Blood was pouring onto the floor and onto my clothes, but I said nothing. The knife I had used to deal the fatal blow was still held firmly in my hands. I wanted to slice into him again, only if it would finally send this accursed man to rest.
Suddenly, I felt something wet on my lips. I broke out of my inner thoughts quick enough to find him kissing me deeply. I could feel his tongue moving around in my mouth. He felt as alive as any normal person would. How...how was this possible? Even more confusing was...why am I enjoying it?
"AAAHHH!!!"
Ini Miney (or Mimi Miney, if you want) sat up in her prison bed, her entire body covered in sweat. 'It was only a dream...' she thought to herself as she climbed out of the bed. 'Haven't I paid enough for my sins?' Ini wondered as she walked over to the small sink and washed her face. She hasn't been able to get through a single night in prison without having that nightmare at least once. Ini let out a sigh and looked out through the small barred window on the wall. The light from the full moon revealed many small cuts that covered both of her arms.
'When will you stop haunting my dreams...Dr. Turner Grey?'
