Dream State?
Added 2020-04-05 13:07:11 +0000 UTCYou catch them getting ready, they pause to look at you.
No words, no dialogue, a smirk from on, a glare from the other.
They turn, and continue what they are doing, preparing getting ready, fitting equipment to their bodies
They turn, masks on, piercing youthful eyes stare you down
You notice their weapons pointed at you,
Without hesitation they blam you down
You thud on the ground, they strut up, crouching over you
you feel gloved hands feel your neck
then one of them lifts your torso up
wraps her arm around your head,
you feel flesh on flesh, you catch her aroma,you smell the fresh clean material of the gloves
she reefs on your neck, hard once, hard twice
third time lucky -
black.
