Eaten by Death (micro-fiction)

Every strand of her hair came loose from her scalp, they float like feathers above her head in a deriding hypnotising way. They touched her skin and tickled her cheeks, she tried to count them making her soul ever more doleful, failing to assuage her own shame.

Her thumb started to bend backwards unmasking her bone, then her skin turned yellowish orange, her body signalling an illness growing in secret. A toe pulled apart from her body under her sheet, her scream slashed her mouth, it opened wider than it could go.

Faceless beings wrapped in white sheet with no eyes cut out, she wondered how they could see, then they came towards her with a long needle and thick thread; one stationed at her toe, the other at her thumb and two at either side of her face. Her whole body went numb, the relief she was seeking was only transient.

They walked through the walls and never came back, then her mirror shattered and fell to the ground. The lights stayed on but they grew brighter, until they started to dim around her.

Her tv turned on, and on the news was the unfathomable, stirring fear inside her deteriorating body. Doctors, nurses, surgeons and the like, have all had the symptoms she was having, but none of them made it out alive.

She would breathe and then she would stop, only to breathe again many seconds later. Her hunger pains never came but the voices were there and one of her eyes started to blur. Her ring finger started to rot and turn to dust, the only thing she could do was to lie still and let it happen. The death she must face, where no one will save her.

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