Closing In

Let me sink into the darkness... Blood dripped onto the ground, splashing into a pool. I lowered my head and gazed into the darkness before me. What did that cloud of mist on the podium look like in the moonlight...? Corpses, amputated limbs, arteries, rotting flesh, brains... Give me a reason for what I've lost... If you can't, then let everything turn to darkness... Hey... then, just go die... It's also a mystery story, written by a friend.