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it's still alive inside you.

open your mouth, wider.

i can hear it chewing.

that's not blood, that's something else..

stop crying or it'll come back!

it learned how to scream.

you taste different now.

hold still, this won't hurt..

you're not supposed to be breathing!

don't pull it out yet!

let it finish.

you feel that, don't you?

it's nesting..

that wasn't a dream.

you left teeth marks in the wall.

your shadow moved first.

your bones are rearranging themselves.

i watched you die..

it wants you awake for this part.

you smell like rot.

that sound is coming from your chest.

you're leaking.

don't wipe it off.

let me see.

it likes when you beg.

your skin doesn't fit anymore.

tear it off, slowly.

something's knocking from the inside.

your eyes keep blinking out of sync.

that's not your heartbeat.

it crawled out while you were sleeping.

you fed it again, didn't you?

it's wearing you wrong.

peel it back.

there's more underneath.

it's growing teeth where there shouldn't be teeth..

you were prettier before.

don't scream, screaming makes it stronger.

it remembers where you hid.

you forgot something inside the body, go back and get it.

it's cold where your organs should be.

that limb doesn't belong to you.

it followed the sound of your voice.

stop talking!

you woke it up.

you're not supposed to see this many ribs..

why are your hands inside me?

you promised you'd stop.

it's still hungry..

you can feel it chewing, can't you?

it knows when you're lying.

it knows when you're afraid.

it knows when you want it.

your reflection blinked.

keep pressure on it!

it's breathing through the wound.

you're smiling like it hurts.

your blood tastes familiar.

how long has it been wearing your skin?

don't look at me like that.

i didn't invite it, it came with you.

your spine sounds loose.

hold my hand so i know you're real.

you're dripping on the floor.

don't waste it.

lick it up.

you left fingerprints on the inside.

it's counting your breaths.

that was a warning.

it wants to come out now.

help me open you.

you're growing something.

don't flinch.

you twitched and now it's angry.

your mouth is too full.

spit it out.

you shouldn't be able to bend like that.

you're almost beautiful this way.

i can hear your organs arguing.

it hates when you resist.

let it have you, just a little.

you're already halfway gone.

your scream doesn't sound human anymore.

that's a new sound.

you learned it fast

you're bleeding through your eyes.

it likes you best.

it chose you, it always chooses you.

why are you warm like that?

that's not fever.

you're rotting wrong.

you're rotting alive.

you don't get to die yet.

you're not done being useful.

i need to see if it’s still there.

don't let it see you cry.

it thinks that's flirting.

you're shaking like prey.

hold still, or you'll scare it.

it's learning your habits.

it's practicing your voice.

i heard you calling me, but your mouth wasn't moving?

you left pieces everywhere.

clean it up.

it can grow back from scraps.

your hands aren't yours anymore.

you're bleeding onto something important.

it's waking up again.

you're glowing where it touched you.

you don't belong to yourself anymore, you never really did.

let it finish the job.

you're so close to being empty.

you look better broken.

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Teeth worry at his lower lip and brows furrowed in obvious concern. Taking in the other's words and contemplating. Dion knew better than anyone what it was like being unable to sleep. Dozing off for a few minutes on and off, mind to busy and restless to settle, running on nothing but an hour of sleep and fumes that quickly burned up. Their lives were far from peaceful and predictable. There was no real way to prepare for what could happen.

"'Course you do." Words were absently echoed in reply, a gentle play on the way the other spoke. Sam was rarely the unprepared type. Dion caught the spare suit as it's tossed his way. A quiet thank you offered before he's peeling off the rest of his gear with his damaged garbs following suit. Mismatched hues lingered on Sam's back for a moment as he approached the edge of their cover.

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