1 Perishing

'Carnage...'

As I heard that word reverberate around me, I knew something was coming imminently yet I was not able to do a thing, neither could I see a thing as blood covered my eyes, staining them literally. I had already been beaten to into a pulp, a gored bloody pulp. Blood streamed down my face and limbs, almost as if I was some kind of fountain that supplied blood in place of water . All I could do was close my eyes and hope for the best.

"If there was a God, now would be a great time to show yourself." I muttered to myself or to whatever or whoever can hear me, maybe an actual God did exist, just as I managed to utter those words I hear the figure infront of me start to move and I brace for whatever's coming next.

'....SCISSOR!'

As soon as those words echoed loudly, ringing in my ears, I managed to hear a faint 'wooshing' noise as if something had dashed past me at super sonic speed. Before I knew it, I felt a sharp, searing pain in my abdomen that slowly spread from to the rest of my body, afterwards, I felt a warm thick liquid begin to slowly trickle down my stomach. Although I may not be able to see what was going on, I knew for sure it felt as if my guts had splattered everywhere. Followed up by sounds of bones crushing, muscles squelching while blood splattering drowned out whatever noises that could be heard before.

Could this have been karma for the wrong-doings in my life? Perhaps revenge for my lack of seriousness? Who knew? All I was able to do was ponder and question as I felt my body turn numb and my conciousness start to fade.

Amidst the self questioning, only one phrase stood out and was replayed over and over in my mind as if I was taunting myself.

"This is the end. I'm going to die here."

Before I knew it, I couldn't feel a thing and I stopped thinking while that phrase constantly played in my head. Unending like a broken recorder put on loop.

"Ahh.... I guess this is it. Goodbye, cruel world." I sigh before the darkness and lack of sound consumes me and I collapse into a puddle of my own blood and guts.