2010-12-11

kurainokoori: (enlightment)
2010-12-11 02:35 pm

Fic: The Hidden Crime

It's snowing a lot today. My sister is despairing (she hates the snow and cold).

Title: The Hidden Crime
Author: [livejournal.com profile] kurainokoori 
Rating: R due to some disturbing imagery
Genre: Horror
Words: 453 words
Author's note: I wrote this for a class two years ago and have now cleaned it up slightly. We were supposed to write horror stories and the teacher found mine rather disturbing. And it's disturbing.
Summary: I don't know how I got here. I am past memory, past self, all that remained was this and the sickening smell.
( I don’t know how I got here. There’s a smell, a stench, like that of rotting meat; an almost sweet scent that makes you want to vomit. Somehow I know that this stench is coming from me and I do not dare to open my eyes. )