His body, is in pain.
 He hears the sound of grinding.
 He feels the chill of his body being scraped away,
 The pleasure of his entirety being chewed.
 The realization that he was being eaten.
 He (the arm) faded away and he finally regained himself (his freedom). In the darkness, he heard slurping. He removed the blanket.
 On top of the bed was the sight of complete red. The girl, stained in pure red from the nose down, smiled at him with her shattered jaw.
 "Onii-chan, it hurts doesn't it?"
 The girl was taken a hold of by something wrong.
 On his left arm which had been gobbled up quickly, there was no pain, there were no bite marks. The girl licked the severed surface with her shattered jaw. As if to fill in the large hole of one who has lost someone.
It was a silent night of grating bone.

J the E.