It…

It had bored through an eye. He could feel it tearing through the flesh behind the socket. Blood oozed down his face. A searing pain made him want to die, but he knew to fight on. Soon it would reach his brain and he had to do something… His leg twitched involuntarily; his arm flopped around. “Get it out! Get it out! GET IT OUT!” he screamed, but no one heard. No one wanted to…

© kym darkly

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