Nika pushed herself up from the edge of the bathtub and made her way to the closed door. Putting her ear to the door she listened for any sign of movement in the bedroom. Hearing nothing she eased the door open and peeked her head around the corner. She let out the breath she was holding when she realized that the hand was no where to be seen.
She cautiously
walked out in to the open of the bedroom, her eyes darting all over
the room.
Nika was determined that the hand would not 'jump' her.
When she was fairly certain that the bedroom was empty, she
stepped out into the dark hallway cursing herself for not leaving at
least one light on. She inched along the wall, making her way to the
light switch. When she reached the switch she paused for a moment
listening. The apartment was eerily silent, the ony noise her heart
pounding in her ears and that of her rapid breathing. She reached for
the switch and was about to flip it up, when she felt the hand drop
down from the shelf above her and onto her chest. It latched on to
her ample breast and started digging. Nika screamed and grabbed on to
the hand. She screeched in rage and horror as the hand continued to
dig deeper. she felt the warmth of blood and saline as her left
breast implant was punctured. Then the hand greedily moved on to her
right breast. It dug it's furious digits in with gusto, and Nika felt
the gush of more precious fluids escape her.
Nika, her mind
screaming, knew she had to get the hand off of her. She pulled at it,
but it held a flap of the torn flesh from her ruined breast with a
death grip. The blood and saline were slippery on the hardwood
flooring and she felt herself slipping and sliding from her efforts.
She desperately ran for the kitchen the hand still at her breast like
a hungry demented child suckling the very life from her. She ran to
the knife block and in her haste knocked it over sending it crashing
to the floor. She bent quickly to retrieve one of the steak knives
and falling to the floor, she aimed her shaking hand at the creature.
She plunged the knife into the hand with a scream of fury. She kept
stabbing at it, the putrified flesh flying. Maggots fell onto her
bleeding leg seeking purchase in the new dinner of flesh being
offered up. Grabbing the hand, she ripped it loose from her breast.
She felt the flap of skin tear as she screamed in agony. She hauled
herself up. She shoved it's squirming, oozing mass into the garbage
disposal, and shoving the stopper in to the hole blocking the
creatures efforts to escape, she flipped the switch slamming it home.
She held tight to the stopper as the machine shredded and shook.
She
could hear the grinding of bones as the hand was ripped and
pulverized. Then the shaking stopped. The machine was jammed.
Her hand
shaking, Nika reached and turned the switch to off. She took a step
away from the sink wondering what she should do. Was it dead?
Was
it finally over? Nika looked down at her gore covered chest and
choked back a scream. In her half crazed mind she needed to be sure
it was dead. Nika stepped towards the sink cautiously. She leaned
into the sink trying to see down into the garbage disposal unit.
"Dammit"! she swore loudly startling herself. She took a
deep breath and leaned closer. She lowered herself closer and closer,
her head mere inches from the opening. She still couldn't see
anything! She was starting to pull her head back when the hand shot
forth from the disposal and latched onto her pretty face. It
instantly went for her eyes, sticking two of it's remaining digits
deep into her sockets. Nika heard 2 loud simultanious pops, and then
ocular fluid coursed down her tear stained cheeks. she screamed in
agony laced horror as she blindly flung her hands up to pull the
beast from her face. Nika began to spin in blind circles as she
pulled at the hand. The hand was now digging it's fingers deeply into
her nostrils. She was having difficulty breathing as the blood ran
down her throat, making it hard for her to take in the gulps of air
her lungs were craving.
She sank to her knees screaming as her
nose was torn from her face.
The hand saw
it's opening and plunged into her mouth grabbing her screaming
tongue. It pulled her tongue, ripping it out with inhuman force. Her
screams turned to a gargle as the blood from her severed tongue
gushed out and into her throat. Nika fell dying as the hand continued
it's way down her throat. She reached her hands up in a last effort
to fight and felt the huge lump in her distended throat.
She felt
it squirming it's way deeper as her oxygen deprived lungs
gave
out and her heart which had been beating harder than when she gave a
strip tease dance at the hoochie club, finally stopped.
What was
left of the hand crawled out of her mouth and made it's way back to
the toilet, where it scaled the porcilan wall like a pro, and slid
down the drain to search for another victim to slake it's thirst.
