Chapter 2: Knocking on deaths door
A plastic bag covers my head , I was suffocating as my attacker tightened the bag around my neck , shortage of breath reminded me I was still breathing . As the air continued to escape my lungs, I kept breathing trying to force in some air back into my lungs, but how could I .
My attacker had tightened the bag so tight that couldnot brathe, hyperventilating my body tries to force much needed oxygen back into my collapsing lungs, it was if my lungs were trapped in a vacuum and air in them was being sucked out of them.
I knew I was dying , I thought my death would be peaceful, after a long life with man I felt so passionate about, my Ryan a life filled with joy , peace , tranquility with children to call our own but here I was knocking on deaths door . Death was coming my way and I had no way of stopping it , people say death is kind of sleep paralysis , the kind of sleep that person never wakes up from.
A rebirth before a new life comes into this world , I knew my death would bring forward , a new life but I wasn't ready to go . I had never met the Grim Reaper scythe that would take my soul, but chances were I would today, but I wasn't going without a fight . If this bloody bastard wanted my life he would have to fight for it .
My body goes into survival mode as my oxygen was nearing depletion , I was dying and I had do something anything but I wasn't going to let myself die , not like this and not in this way.
On realizing this I try to vend off my attacker by using all my strength, I could master to try and fight for my life, struggling I try to remove the polythenebag .
That had been cutting my air supply , but my attacker came on too strong , it was no use since the more I struggled the tighter the bag got and more air I lost . I was going die before having a chance to see Ryan for one last time, how would he survive without me , the pressure of bag over my neck was only getting worse, which causes to me to start to hallucinate.
I started seeing the ghosts of the lost souls that gad been trapped in the FOREST OF FORGOTTEN TEARS , one of the ghosts was that of a blonde crazy woman with bloody eyes looking for her baby , Another was that of headless princess zombie bride looking for her long lost prince .
The next we're of two creepy 80 year old women riding there carriage which thought wasn't that bad , until they looked at me there only to realize they had no eyes.
My eyes are filled with total terror, as I watched more ghosts that coming my way , one of them was 79 year old man with a sledge harmer in hand chanting "One of us." The ground beneath me began to shake, it was an earth quake was strong , severe and merciless forcing the ground beneath my feet to split open and un dead began to merge from their graves, all covered dirty old torn bloody clothes .
Grave after grave split open realising zombie upon zombie, their faces were rotten and shredded bloody , gutty with maggots coming out of every opening it was down right disgusting but equally terrifying I wanted to run but hold on my neck made it possible I decided, that I wanted to gauche out my eyes.
So as not see the fate that waited me , their eyes were bloody and others had empty eye sockets their bodies had rote with maggots crawling on them , some of them had no arms. Others had only one arm and one leg , others had only arms forcing them to move with arms and crawl others had no heads and moved holding their heads by hair in their hands, others had more than one head I was terrified.
"One of us."they chanted traging closer and coming closer and closer with each passing second , I was now completely sorounded by zombies I knew I was goner, I was going to die without having my seen my love, oh having said I love you to my parents for one last time.
They kept coming closer, until they space between me and un dead monsters was no more, they seeked to Rep my soul out right from under me and my head from my body . They reached out their hands all at once, holding bloody blades wanting to kill me , I knew my fate was sealed taking one deep breath , I braved for the end.
I was surprised to find out I still had the ability to breathe , with a plastic bag on my head, but It didn't last long the bag was then tightened to once again cutting my oxygen supply. A thud , as I hit the floor, looming over me were the undead , they mericlessly begin to kick me and punch me in my gut, I spat out blood as they continued to pummeling me to cold hard ground .
I couldn't take it any more I wanted to die at least that will end my suffering , at hands of these monsters , My body begins to fill up with bruises cuts deepening my already existing wounds , by this time I had endured and absorbed a lot of punishment. Large amounts of blood continued to pour out of me , I could feel body start to shut down .
As they beat me down further damaging my already comprised wounded skin, everything around me became a blur, could bleary see anything. My attackers then force me back on my knees and continued there assault on me , suddenly out of no where a world wind of smoke begins to foam around me .
Within minutes I was surrounded by a sea of smoke that was taking my life essence I couldn't breathe, The smoke was so thick that you could cut with a knife , I could bearly see anything anymore.
Like canon my chest pushes out smoke in rapid deliberate out bursts hazy O rings begin float above me , I was completely and totally distort and sure I was giong to pass out at any moment giving how much smoke I had inhaled, my vision was blurry .
But could see black shadow in the distant darkness coming my way , my blood was pumping , my nerves going crazy . I was scared out of mind, it as walking through smoke unfazed heading straight for me , as shadow got closer my nerves worsened . It moved leaving a trail of black smoke behind it , as it got closer the shadow began take human form.
It walked towards me with no fault insight , haunting me and stalking with its presence, as if it was waiting for its opportunity to have its way with me. Soon a cloud of smoke formed around it enabling it to float above me and undead monsters who were holding me captive, it was coming towards me and I just wanted to die, " kill me " I said hoping they will grant my request.
But am denied and with a poof of smoke the entity disappeared, only for it reappear at my feet , the shadow was human of some sort. Dressed in a cassock and in his right hand was a thurbill, that giving off turns of black smoke, I look up at stranger only to realize it was a priest. I was thankful, until I saw his mummified face, terror filled me up on realizing this.
"will she do ?"I hear one of zombies ask
"Yes she is perfect ." the un dead priest says before hitting my head with a shovel and I blacked out
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