Friday, May 21, 2010

11-The sient struggle

A few houses away Sasha was struggling as a pair of gloved hands  were clasped over her bare neck, letting her face become blood red, her eyes oozed out.Her forlorn attempts were obvious as she was thrust back on the sofa.Her hands were slapping aimlessly across the broad shoulders of the person whose hands wouldn't move from the spot.She tried to scream.she kept trying until she felt both her breath and energy being evaporated into the moist air.The person over her looked at nothing but the horror in her eyes and the layer of sweat that covered her forehead.Her sight slowly started to blur as the bare grappling legs froze to defeat.The hands retreated.The cadaverous appearance of Sasha's body was a glaring indication of her exit from this world. A brief sound of sharp footsteps was heard.The refrigerator was opened and a bottle of water was emptied in seconds....

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