I have spent some time pondering the meaning of what is going on about people i have known for long amounts of times just coming up to me randomly when i am doing something and ask me..."i didn't think/ I didn't know that you did/listen/played/ etc." Now its more often...then in past years at least. But the question remains...Why? Regardless this is the latest daydream.

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Looking down i see the trail of blood on the flood and a feeling of security came sweeping over me as my eyes redirected to a figure looking down at me from on top of the dresser i was pushed up against.
I smiled up at the figure as i could see from the darken outline it was a female and even though she looked very alien to me i was not afraid.

Rolling my head down and to the left i noticed the garments I wore looked tore and thrashed but to my avail the blood on them was not of me. As my head continue rolling to the right looking around my eyes followed the trail of blood that came from me.I caught the pitiful site of a pile of corpses that was ripped apart limb from limb, and torsos torn open. The pile was fairly large giving the resemblance of some ones feast.

My eyes dart to my left as a tongue licked up my cheek and the only thought i had was "taste test?" My face looks at the female face only inches away when another stranger feeling came across me. Her lips fearfully touched mine as i remained calm in comparison.
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