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Black Sun by Carmilla Voiez6/19/2023 ![]() ![]() ![]() They were everywhere, and now I had let them inside my mouth too. When the first leech reached my toe I screamed then realised, too late, my mistake. The room was silent other than my laboured breaths and I could not judge the direction of the stairs or the bucket. My foot slipped in the muck and I landed on my hands and knees. ![]() My hands flailed in front of me as I ran away from the sound. I felt something heavy slide across my foot. I ran towards the stairs, or so I thought, but I hit a wall. I saw their blind faces turn towards me just before everything went dark. The black, slimy, over-sized leech-like creatures that curled around each other in the bucket were sleeping. Whatever I had expelled from my skin in the midst of my fever had grown. I followed Yolanda down the narrow staircase.īefore the light went out I reached the bucket. But it was the only touchstone that connected my waking world with the fevered dreams and I wanted to take a closer look. The way he’d held it suggested a strong, unpleasant smell. Logically it probably contained my body waste, vomit or something else. A tin bucket, the one Carl had carried from my room. I almost didn’t bother to follow her down the stairs, until I saw something familiar in the corner. The floorboards were dry, not mud and concrete. No longer just a dim puddle of light that barely reached past the end of the stairs, but a swathe of illumination that filled the small room. The light switch was the same as my dream, but the cellar was brighter when Yolanda switched it on. ![]()
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