![]() ![]() She took in the ruined shell that had been John, the mangled mess that had been his face, now just dripping meat, bone and brain. They opened, their focus drawn to the inevitable. She closed her eyes, the photographic negative of the clock dancing in the darkness, but it was as pointless as resisting gravity. ![]() Not tonight.īut what her eyes could avoid, her nose could smell the wet, hot, metallic scent of blood, overpowering the sharp chemical tang of the adhesive on the tape slashed across her mouth. ![]() He'll be home soon, please let him be home soon, she thought. Above the sound of the blood pulsing through her ears, she could just make out the sharp click of its ticks, as the second hand laboured around the circumference of the dial.ĭon't look, she thought. The image of the clock's hands burned into her retinas as she stared, willing her eyes to stay focused, there, on that spot. ![]()
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