#implied gore

“Don’t move around so much. Let me finish up while the drugs are still working~”

Drugs? What drugs?

You squinted, trying to get a better look at the shadow above you to no avail. All you could really see was the darkness consuming your body with a small, cyan dot nestled comfortably near the middle of that very darkness. It, meanwhile, hummed in satisfaction when you stayed in place and kept doing whatever it was doing before it nudged your head.

Come to think of it, you could feel something moving all over your skin if you focused hard enough on the sensation. It wasn’t like the ants, no, the movement of this thing was far lighter that you could barely detect its presence. It moved up and down, left and right, then went inwards and came up just a tad bit heavier then before as your body tugged forward ever so slightly in response. Afterwards, it would be as light as before as it continued to trace a path against your skin.

What was it called… what was something that moved similarly to this…

“Standing so still for me, what a sweet thing you are~ Ah, but what a shame it is that I won’t be able to hear your input on my current work.”

Your input? Did you know this shadow from somewhere? Did you even know any shadows to begin with?

Think… think… maybe it was your shadow? “…y….ow…?”

“How cute,” it giggled and cooed at you before you felt something cold and hard on your head, leaving something sticky behind. “I’m not even done and you’re already so precious. I’ll make sure nothing happens to you~”