The Voice

I landed violently on my stomach. The impact made me retch up and vomited violently. I nosedived into the murky pool of my vomit and my body shook violently.” It is a fever” I heard myself shout. I lurched to my knees with my hands clenching the wet earth as if the world would be snatched right under me. My whole body sang with pain. My grey sweatpants were in tatters and covered in grey mucus. I had lost my shirt and my upper body was slimy with the disagreeable fluid. My phone was on the ground blinking away like a broken Christmas tree. That is when I heard the roar.

The roar threatened to burn out my eardrums. I was on a muddy beach with a bleached prison wall or what remained of it. The dull metal sea waters lashed at the wall threatening to bring it down. I turned giant porcupine wiped its wiping in disguised and roared again. Its spikes trembled as the wind pummeled my back.

You must run for the waters. A voice slipped into my head. This is insanity, I worried myself. You must run, that thing spat you, but it will tear you into pieces. The voice came in static. I stood then ran weakly into the dull sea. The thud of approaching danger seared my back as the waves threw me into the deep like polythene.

The sea boiled and suddenly a thousand worms started to converge towards me. They crawled up my back. My back stung as if I had landed into a beehive. Now jump and fly. The voice advised I was losing it now. Then I jumped and black wings sprouted out of my back and I flew away into the dark sky.

The End.