THANATOS
[ Thanatos : God of Death, in the Greek mythology ]
Goo could hardly believe what her eyes showed her.
Frankie was struggling to remove some kind of gag, which actually consisted of a strip of white fabric, like the kind found in hospitals for bandages.
And the red-haired teen naturally let out muffled screams as she desperately tried to remove the impeding stuff from over her mouth.
Her eyes wide open, Goo watched her with fear and surprise, trying hard to understand how this had happened, where the strip came from, who had put it around Frankie's mouth…
That last point made her turn her head right and left, looking for someone else in the room… in which they nevertheless were supposed to be on their own !
But no, they were alone in there.
But if nobody else is here, then who put that strip around Frankie's mouth ?
As she was busy finding some answer to that key question, another strip appeared above Goo's head and quickly rushed down to her face.
Unusual detail for a strip : there were small hooks at its extremities, or rather hook-like parts consisting of two metal spikes on each side of each end.
Frankie spotted the danger and pulled harder, in order to free her mouth and scream to alert her lover…
…but too late : the white band quickly wrapped around Goo's mouth, to the girl's great surprise, making her panic as she realized she couldn't breath properly anymore and was attacked from behind (or so she thought).
The four metal spikes at the ends sunk deep under the white fabric, reinforcing the gag.
"GOO !" screamed Frankie, who had managed to tear apart the strip, but while she was busy removing it, several others had appeared out of thin air and swiftly started to wrap around the white girl's arms, legs and abdomen, now continuing up her chest.
The African-American had also torn apart her fabric gag, and was trying to break a strip around the top of her right leg, but she also panicked as she felt new bands very rapidly covering her limbs, her legs now almost completely wrapped and half her arms as well.
"FRANKIE ! WHAT'S THAT ?! WHERE DOES IT COME FROM ?!" yelled Goo as she pulled hard on the strip on her right leg, while other bands were at work on her forearms, her abdomen and her chest.
"THEY APPEAR OUT OF THIN AIR, GOO ! BUT I DON'T KNOW WHERE THEY COME FROM ! BUT THEY'RE TO QUICK !"
"WE DON'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME ! THEY'RE RESISTANT AND THEY WRAP SO FAST WE CAN'T GET THEM OFF QUICKLY ENOUGH BEFORE THE NEXT ONES ARRIVE !"
"AND THEY KEEP ON COMING ! THERE'S ALWAYS MORE !"
"FUCK, FUCK, F U C K !"
It certainly was unlike Goo swearing, but in such a horrible situation, that slowly but surely became hopeless, she couldn't keep her usual self-control and thus expressed her quickly-increasing dread in the most direct terms.
Suddenly, Frankie's movements got critically impeded as some of the fabric invaders focused on her left arm, around which they wrapped… but because the Foster daughter had her arm close to her back when this happened, it resulted in the limb being immobilized behind her back rather than along the body or on the front, against the chest.
The redhead pushed hard, in a frantic attempt to free her left arm, but it was already too late : other strips had come as backup and reinforced the grasp, making it impossible for the poor teen to free her arm, now stuck behind her.
And as they fought in vain against those inanimate assailants that suddenly had got a life of their own, against all human logic, all that the two victims could think of was :
What the fuck is this ? and Where does it come from ?
Despite their efforts in that dire situation, their bodies got fully wrapped, save for their heads, and the whole thing lasted less than three minutes !
"FRANKIE ! IT'S TOO FAST FOR US ! I'M SCARED ! ! FRA- MMMMPH !"
Another gag had interrupted the African-American, but this one was different : in the middle of the strip was a circular shape… that had applied right on Goo's mouth, covering it !
"GOOOOOO ! NOOOOO !" shouted a terrified Frankie, who was so focused on her poor girlfriend that she hadn't spotted the twin of the other gag, right above her and heading straight to her own mouth !
And before she could scream again, the bigger girl was silenced as well, layers of fabric adding to each other over the gag to secure it.
Large pieces of white fabric, looking much different from the strips, eventually covered the many layers over the girl's mouths, fastening themselves behind their necks, in solid knots.
Needless to insist on the impossibility to remove such complex and tight gags, the victims' frantic efforts to pull them away being just as many hopeless gestures…
They were done for.
Giving it up, Goo watched with horror as Frankie's arms and legs were now being fully immobilized by those damn flying strips, which wound so swiftly around her, leaving her little to no time to react and fight them off.
"Mmmmmph… mmmmmmh…" desperately let out Frankie, no longer able to actually speak, her panicky gaze glued to the horrified stare of her lover.
But the braided female also got her turn, as several of those bloody fabric invaders also wound around her limbs in no time, efficiently and definitively blocking her gestures.
"Mhmm !?" was all that she could let out to express her mix of surprise and panic, cold sweat imprisoning her whole body.
She knew, like Frankie also knew, that if it continued the same way… they would become mummies, and everybody knows what mummies refer to…
Death.
I don't want to die… I don't want to die… oh please… PLEASE… I DON'T WANT TO DIE !
Goo couldn't scream anymore, since she had been muted, but in her mind, she screamed as loud as possible. Because she wanted to LIVE !
But the situation had become hopeless, as they were now almost totally wrapped… including mouths and noses ! Which meant…
We can't breathe anymore ! We're gonna die… WE'RE GONNA DIE ! No… NO ! NOOOOOO !
Panic overwhelmed her, and she got carried away by that terrible emotional tidal wave.
She saw Frankie's body tensing, as the redhead was squirming inside her fabric prison and let out the loudest muffled screams one had ever heard, almost fully imprisoned like her (only their eyes were now still visible), and both understood that they couldn't avoid the worst.
It was too much for Goo.
The once exuberant teen, happier than everybody around her, now felt the exact opposite : as sad as one can possibly get, but a sadness that became physically painful, the black female's heart now aching as she realized that it was over for both of them.
The last possibility of expressing an emotion on her face then materialized by tears. Tears of utter fear as well as tears of deep sadness. She was afraid to die but also felt desperate about losing her beloved as well, and was so horribly sad as she watched her uselessly squirm before their breath would come to and end.
Then both girls felt something change about their gags.
Something had moved on the round part that had covered their mouths.
Like some part of it was… sliding to the side ?
And then a cold air rush filled their mouths and part of it reached their nasal cavities from the back of their mouths.
Well… it seemed like air, at first… but only a few seconds later, they perceived a smell… or was it a taste ? Well, at least, something that proved them that it was something else, but certainly not basic air.
And that gaseous substance was in all likelihood stored in the spherical part of their gags.
What's that stuff ?! Is it poisoned ? Where does it… come… from ? Oh… my head… ooooh… I… I feel… woo- … woozyyy…
And indeed, as she thought that, the black female felt her head get lighter… and her eyelids, on the contrary, heavier… much heavier…
"Mmfh ?" she weakly let out.
Frankie was just as surprised… and just as weak now, her eyes irresistibly closing, despites her efforts to keep them open…
B-But… what… what is… happ-… -ening… I'm… I'm… so… tired… W-Wonder if… if Goo… is f-feeling… th-the same… Ooooooh my head…
Their two bodies collapsed as one, hitting the floor in a perfect simultaneity.
Both teens were now laying on their backs, almost side by side, their eyelids half-closed, feeling sleep about to overpower them anytime now.
But would it be regular sleep… or the Definitive Sleep ?
The "mere" thought of it almost gave nausea.
Frankie watched with horror (despite her sluggish condition) as the last strips circled her beloved's head to cover the last visible body parts : those brown eyes the redhead found so beautiful, and which now swiftly disappeared under those goddamn fabric layers !
But soon enough, she got the exact same treatment, as other "long white killers" started wrapping her own head to "finish the job".
And the splendid forest-green eyes of Frankie also vanished from view after a minute or so.
After the last band had completed its movement around the skull of the Foster daughter, all that was left in the room were two mummies, lying side by side on the floor.
Those two girls who had had such a nice time before, showing each other how much they loved each other, who had been so happy, were now at the exact opposite of that extreme happiness they had relished, far, so far from the ecstasy they had been experiencing.
Those frenetic teens who had made so much noise in the past hour were now as silent as the stone of a grave.
Their previously naked bodies were now covered by layers of fabric, by countless white bands that reminded of those used in hospitals… except that, in this case, the strips were not used to heal and therefore help make life last : their function was to kill….
There was now a deadly hush in the recently screams-filled room.
The chloroform pads – because it was what those strange strips with circular metal shapes actually were – had admirably fulfilled their function. The sleeping gas that had been freed in their mouths, once the inside part of the pads had slid open, had finally put the two struggling girls to sleep.
And the strips having now tightened around the faces, they finally put the two struggling girls to final sleep.
It was over.
Yet that didn't mean that nothing else would occur in the room.
Because, as a matter of fact…
… one last thing took place.
Below both motionless bodies, dark shapes appeared and grew slowly bigger, until they had got larger than said bodies.
Then the shapes' colour turned lighter and their structure changed as well.
As a result, the two mummies began sinking into the floor, sucked away by those puzzling shapes.
The bodies gradually lowered in the enigmatic passageways created on the floor… but created by who ? Probably the same mysterious creature who has sent the strips to imprison the two lovers.
But who could that be…?
Because after all, everybody liked Goo and Frankie…
With a loud, wet sound – "Swoosh !" -, the last bits of the teens' bodies vanished from sight.
And the shapes disappeared as well after half a minute, turning always lighter in colour, until they faded away.
The room that Frankie had locked for them to enjoy themselves was now deserted.
Totally emptied from life.
And yes, in a sense, it actually was a grave of sorts…
A cold place.
One that clearly reminds of a vault.
That reminds of…
Death.
The kind of location in which nobody would like to be.
But someone diabolic nevertheless had chosen that location as her home, and beyond all understanding, she actually liked it.
She actually really enjoyed it.
That someone stretched her leather-covered arm in direction of a hanging body, which was imprisoned in a rubber layer secured by six large belts, and put her gloved hand right at the body's crotch.
Two of her fingers pushed hard upwards, right where the vagina was, and the rubber broke with a disgusting noise, allowing the fingers to penetrate and bury themselves directly into the decaying flesh.
They twisted in the once warm spot where sex and love met, and which was now cold, smelling only about decomposition, rotting, and therefore…
Death.
After moving inside the cold flesh for a few seconds, the gloved fingers came out and the arm retreated, some brownish liquid dripping from the fingertips.
The woman slowly raised the wet glove to her face and, after sniffing the foul odour, she smiled and put the middle finger in her mouth.
The taste of putrefaction filled her oral cavity.
The taste of…
Death.
Any normal person tasting it would have let out a loud yell of disgust and made a pretty ugly grimace of repugnance, because, truth to be told, the taste was no less than yucky. So, in all logic, no normal person could possibly have liked that "savour".
But, you see, that woman was not normal.
Because, as a matter of fact…
…she wasn't even human.
She just appeared to be, yet wasn't.
And because she wasn't, she sucked avidly on her finger, trying to get as much of that "delicious savour"as she could.
"Mmm… perfect taste. You two are ready !" she said in a raspy voice that didn't seem to belong to a female creature… but more to some demon or monster.
And to some extent, there was some demon part in Wuya, the Heylin Witch who had once dominated the world.
There she was, all clad in black : the upper part of her body, from her neck to her crotch (for the front end) and buttocks (for the back end), arms included, was indeed imprisoned in a tight black leather outfit, save for her well-proportioned rack, which was out for everyone to ogle at, with only a narrow leather part horizontally covering the nipples; there two long black fabric parts falling from crotch and buttocks, hiding everything there was to hide there; two black leather bracelets around her ankles; and a pair of black high heels completing the fully black attire.
Very long hair flowed down her back, reaching below her behind, very long eyelashes hypnotized the observer and very pointy ears reminded of an elf, all three of these "very" being the visual points of focus, the magnet of looks that drew the attention when some dared to gaze at that impressive creature.
Wuya, an evil, cruel smile stretching her lips, raised her left leg and put the high heel on a nearby stool, while she rested her right hand, curled into a fist, on the top of her thigh.
As for the left hand, it was on the back of the hanging body she had just "tasted".
In fact, there were two bodies, another one hanging not far from the first one, and they were those that the Dark Witch had referred to when she had said "you two are ready". Both were identical : wrapped in dark red rubber, with six large belts securing, respectively, the legs (in three places), the waist, the top of the forearms and – strangely enough – the head, or rather the forehead. On top of the rubber envelopes were some round part, to which a rope was tied, the other end of the rope tied to some hooks in the ceiling.
Underneath all that rubber were the numerous layers of strips which had attacked the two girls in the room, and still underneath were those once gorgeous bodies now turned into long-decaying flesh, so putrescent that it could come apart by, say, a mere twisting of fingers…
The corpses of Goo and Frankie, hanging in that hellish place, indeed were in an advanced state of decomposition.
Very advanced, to be more precise.
So much that, in a near future, there wouldn't be anything solid left under the strips… just pestilential pulp, which would evolve into nauseating liquid.
Those beautiful girls, Goo and Frankie, with such gorgeous bodies, would turn into the vilest matter, which was antipodal to their once perfect anatomy. The soft skin and delicate flesh were becoming something filthy, shapeless and stinking dreadfully, coming undone as hours went by.
Those wrapped cadavers had nothing to do with the lively, cheerful, optimistic teens who had such thirst for life. And yet… "that" had once been "this".
But if there's one thing that disfigures everything, it is, as you all know…
Death.
Oh, one last thing : what did Wuya mean by "you two are ready" ? What were the two corpses ready for ?
Well, witches don't eat the same stuff we humans do.
No, their diet is different, and they eat stuff we would NEVER… such as, for instance… human flesh !
But because they have such awful alimentary habits, they don't absorb human flesh directly : they have to make it rotten, and once the decomposition is complete, they shall eat the disgusting matter resulting of that full decay…
So when Wuya said that Frankie and Goo were "ready", she meant they were ready… to become her meal ! And it's for that purpose that she had killed the two girls : so that they could serve as her "meat safe"…
First was Light, then came Darkness.
And so :
Once there was…
Love.
Now there is…
Death.
Love and Death.
Eros and Thanatos.
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