EVELYN DIEDZ Every part of my mind revolts against the hair in my mouth. I close my lips as much as I can. But he’s…
a novel of horror by Dee Emm Elms
EVELYN DIEDZ Every part of my mind revolts against the hair in my mouth. I close my lips as much as I can. But he’s…
EVELYN DIEDZ I’m sick. More — sickened. Both at once. And sick in the sense of illness and in being a terrible person. I’m –…
EVELYN DIEDZ … and, oh, how I want to sleep … always want to sleep … always tired, always hoping I can stop … but…
EVELYN DIEDZ Falling upward, I’m pushing back — as I’m forced deeper into the grey hollowness. There’s no sign of Rick or Cameron, now. Memories…
EVELYN DIEDZ There’s fire everywhere. And I really do mean everywhere. All around. Covering Rick, me; even the sand beneath us is burning, and all the dunes…
EVELYN DIEDZ Rick’s bleeding hand grasps at my bleeding wrist. I have about half a second to watch as Rick’s bloody fingers cut through Cameron’s…
EVELYN DIEDZ And then I hear screaming. My screaming. Which means I have a mouth again. I watch Hilda cringing as I scream. She’s bringing her hands…
EVELYN DIEDZ Well, this hurts. My head would be a mess, if I had one. But I quickly realize that I don’t. Not yet. Still…
CAMERON STYE and just like that the string is inside of me again and the book is taking what it needs his blood rick’s blood and…
HILDA LEEK “Praise Bellbrun!” I cry. I mean it more now than I ever have before. This inhabitance will be the last, I know, and…