Tears off arm

The growl came softly from under his bed. It surged from the gap between the mattress and floor, made from wet ink and hatred. Its eyes stole every reasoning part of Laek’s mind, familiar eyes that had haunted his nightmares too many cold nights. Razor fingers wrapped around his gun hand and he watched from beside himself as the whole arm came off. He heard the meaty rip, and was staring at the space where he’d used to have a limb.
It was only a moment later that the pain hit and he screamed.


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