THE SACRED SEDUCTION OF THE LAST GODHED’S SHADOW, PART II.
FROM MIKE EYE’S THE AQUEOUS TRANSMISSION, A NOVEL
DARKESOTERIKA.COM ENTRY #12
THE LIFE WAS DRAINING FROM FLETCHER MUNSIN.
After a few minutes of wringing a considerable amount of blood from the feeble Fletcher Munsin in a most pitiless fashion, there was finally a ceasing of the ruthless activity.
Fletcher Munsin was indeed not dead. Not yet, anyway. His Eyelids remained closed, his Consciousness drifting through hyperspace.
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AFTER WHAT SEEMED LIKE A LIFETIME, FLETCHER MUNSIN FINALLY came to, but his Eyes remained closed. He took in a few, very deep, vital breaths, in, out; in, out.
He started remembering what was going on. He dared not open his Eyes. Felt numb.
Within a brief moment, however, came the voice of the Mother…
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