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Hematophagy, Pt. 29

I wanted to write down these thoughts while I still can. With every day that passes, it feels like more and more is taken from me. 508 more words

Horror

Hematophagy, Pt. 28

I woke up to someone nudging me in the ribs. “Hey,” a voice said. A real voice, male, undeniably present and unfathomably painful. My head buzzed. 597 more words

Horror

Influence

As is quite usual for me, I decided to attend another local gig with a few bands playing.  One of the bands ‘First Sign of Light’ (some of whom are close personal friends and thus I feel compelled to mention them by name) play an interesting ensemble of ambient-infused post rock with modern progressive elements.   528 more words

Noise

Hematophagy, Pt. 27

I slid down the wall, hit the ground with a thump that made me cry out in agony. The figure walked over to me, its movements inhuman. 531 more words

Horror

Hematophagy, Pt. 26

I realized it couldn’t have been a man. The entire face seemed to twist to the side, its mouth, its nose, its eyes all shifting as if the flesh were being dragged across the skull. 217 more words

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Hematophagy, Pt. 25

In an instant, I closed the distance between myself and the man, lowered my shoulders, and tackled him to the ground. There was a flabbiness to his body that disgusted me just as his face had. 232 more words

Horror

Hematophagy, Pt. 24

The man made no move towards me, but even so I felt myself shy away from him. It was just a flinch, the work of an instant, the kind of thing that would be entirely possible to miss if one had blinked at the wrong time, but even so I hated it. 405 more words

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