JV Hampton-VanSant
π€ SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
That's definitely a dagger poking between your stitches like a compound fracture.
Gritting your jaw against a vertigo wave of dizziness, you grip the dagger's tip with your good hand.
Every vein in your body turns to ice.
You're seriously going to do this?
Your fingers slip on the blood-soaked blade.
You cry out in ragged frustration.
You try again, wiggling the blade like a loose tooth.
The only mercy is there's still no pain, only numb, surreal horror.
Your watcher sniffs the air.
His predatory stink mingles with the rancid butter promise of popcorn.
You hold your scream.
What's he waiting for?
But naturally, you know.
He wants you to do this.
Dig deep for a weapon so he can see what you're made of.
The dagger slides, blade and hilt, from your ruined knee.
Slicing putrefied flesh and popping one of your stitches on its way out.
A pathetic match against any snarling, snapping beast.