Love Bound:

Night Calling:

Chapter 7:

Mirrored eye of an insect:

"We have seen the city; it is the gibbous
Mirrored eye of an insect. All things happen
On its balcony and are resumed within,
But the action is the cold, syrupy flow
Of a pageant."

John Ashbery.

WARNING: The rating of this story has been changed to 'M' due to future content; if you can't handle cannibalism, gore or explicit content then you are free to leave, or continue on your own risk.

Day 2:

04:00 pm:

A movement in the periphery of her vision caught her attention, turning her head she saw two kittens playing with each other. Momentarily distracted by the display of cuteness, she battled with the urge to get back to the house on time, or watch the irresistible scene unfold before her. One of the kittens rolled on its back and pawed playfully at its brother; giving up, she walked over to the two white kittens and crouched down low in the alleyway – ignoring the ugly stench from the dumpsters overflowing with filth.

She lowered her eyes to the playful kittens, a small gracing her lips as they continued their play despite her presence. It were things such as these that made her always realize that being alive wasn't as bad as she had always thought. The only resentment that she had was the fact that she couldn't live like these kittens anymore – carefree and innocent – the world was too harsh for such things to be maintained forever, and even then this type of innocence would eventually die as well; the thought was depressing in the least. She didn't want beings such as these to suffer the hardships of life in the future, and even now.

She held out a tentative hand and slowly made for the kitten rolling on the ground. The kittens stopped in their ministrations, their attention being caught, and stared at the hand that had stopped in its movement. She waited for them to move away, all the while hoping that they'd stay, when they went back to their playing, she risked her chance and touched the more innocent looking on the head. It closed its eyes on the contact and pawed at her finger – she couldn't help but smile at the gesture. The other one – the one who looked more 'rough' – ran towards her finger and bit it with its gummy teeth.

"Oh, you want to play as well, do you?" she said with a laugh.

She tickled the kitten, a slight buzzing sound reached her ears, and she batted away at the noisy fly circling her with her free hand. Another fly buzzed past her head, and another, and another – getting annoyed she stood up while batting them away.

Flies…

Her eyes widened when she saw that the whole alleyway was buzzing with countless of flies – why hadn't she noticed them before? When had they come like this?

Shaking her head slightly at the pointless thoughts, she looked down to watch the two kittens again. Several clusters of centipedes swarmed over what looked suspiciously like two skeletons of a small an animal – a kitten. She gasped; disgust and dread filled her as she backed away in horror, her hand clutched to her mouth.

What the hell…?

She felt something crunch under her feet, and looked down to see several squished beetles oozing out a red gooey substance.

"Ah,"

The beetles that had survived were now climbing up her bare legs, causing goose-bumps to trickle all over her body, she yelled, shaking them off and running through the cascading amounts of insects and towards, what she hoped, would be safe heaven. Ignoring the sickening crunches under feet she ran through the alleyway. A centipede climbing up her leg, and in her attempts to shake it off she didn't notice the dark figure standing at the end of the alleyway – blocking her way.

"Oomph,"

She collided with the figure and fell back on the ground – in the sea of centipedes and beetles. A whimper escaped her lips, her hair all sticky from the juices of the dead insects. The beetles and centipedes climbed up her body as she lost all the energy to get up. Her tears cascaded freely down her face as the dark figure edged over her.

What was supposed to be a human being was nothing bit a figure covered in hornets, cockroaches, and scorpions –

"Mine!"

The insect-creature reached a cockroach covered hand towards her, a pair of bright green eyes – dead and hollow – loomed into her own brown ones –

The figure leaned over her, its open mouth reaching for her exposed neck – the hand pulled at her hair and wrenched her head back, and lowered its hungry mouth down to it, and bit in rather hungrily –

She screamed.

In this horror world – there was nothing but her wildly thumping heart to listen to and the wild pain of death as she was devoured alive…

"Cannibalism to a certain moderate extent is practiced among several of the primitive tribes in the Pacific, but it is upon the bodies of slain enemies alone; and horrible and fearful as the custom is, immeasurably as it is to be abhorred and condemned, still I assert that those who indulge in it are in other respects humane and virtuous."

Herman Melville.

A/N: A particularly small chapter compared to all others, but things are spicing up in Love Bound, so stay tuned till all drama is revealed, muhahahah!