Death, that one thing in life that is unavoidable. Something some see as a passage to a new world of peace or pain. Others see it as darkness. A time of nothing. Time will finally yield to man in death. And stan completely still unwavering unmoving completely still. This is how I will go….
I stared into her eyes small pools of blue looking write back at me. I was totally submerged all thought was gone as I gazed up at her face. It was beautiful and perfect. This was the night it had to be now. Everything was perfect. As I got down on one knee her eyes began to widen.
I ask her one question and look back up to her. Her eyes were now a maroon red. And she had a small knife in her hand. My eyes looked up with a pleading look and she throw the knife down into my head. It stabbed through the eye and I could hear the flesh rip and all of the nerves snap. Everything inside of me screamed for a peace in to the pain but it didn't yield.
She brought the knife up in an ark and it stabbed my brain and I slipped away. My body landed on the floor of the restraint in a bloody heap as she stepped over my body and picked up the ring.
I looked around at my surroundings. All I could see was a winding dark road going in 4 directions. I looked over to my right and began to walk. My mind couldn't process how long I had been moving for It felt like ages and my feet didn't hurt at all. I found this strange but since this was death then I guess you don't feel that anymore.
After what seemed like forever I looked down towerds the walkway. It was beging to get narrow and I looked off into the distance. Their was a large whole in the ground.
I began to run to it. I was begging to loose traction an start sliding. I looked down to see small eye balls and blood soak the ground. I let out a scream and I fell onto my back and entered the hole.
Instinctively I dug my hand into the wall and tried to gain any leverage. The wall was a soft mushy substance. It was hard to tell what I was exactly. Finally my hand dug into it, all of a sudden dark red liquid can gushing out of the large hole my hand just made. I looked up back towards the light to see her face.
She had what looked like a frown of disappointment. I was a bloody mess as I stared up at her with my eyes glowering with hate at her. At this reaction she smiled and turned around.
My hand was just soaked now and It was begging to get hard grasping to the wall. My fingers began to slip and I looked up at the hole.
All I could see was the blue sky not a cloud in sight. My face twitched into what must have been a smile and t tried to climb out with my other hand.
I dug my second hand into the fleshy substance and tried to pull myself up. To my shock my back spasmed out and I let go.
With a horror stricken face I plunged into the belly of the beast never to be seen again…. Is this death.
