e footst... footsteps? Could it be? The footsteps of those things or thing? How could it be” I realized that whatever it was, the footsteps belonged to death. I than felt a stream of water go down my leg. It could have been the rain or another symptom of my emotion.
I was trying to comprehend what to do next! I couldn’t see anyplace to go. There was nothing before me but trees, rain and darkness. I also had no idea where the sounds where coming from and any direction I chose could lead into the thing that was making the footstep. I stood frozen, another symptom in the ever growing emotion that seemed to be taking over my personality. I had a real urge to return to the outside world anything that was still undigested in my stomach.
I suddenly felt a presence. Where were the footsteps? They sere still moving toward me and then moving away again., The presence I felt was not part of the footsteps. Al I could think was the children, the blood, the screa...
New sharp bolts of electricity raced up my body as I sensed the presence gaining speed and then disappearing. Five seconds later it returned and it was right next to me. Then why couldn’t I see it? I reached around and couldn’t touch anything. Waa one of them here next to me, or are they running back and forth away from me? this is very weird, A.....
Swocccccchhhhh!!!!!!! (((((TO BE CONTINUED))))
ITS BLACKBLOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sunday, May 22, 2011
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