Charming Smile (4)

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The feeling of dread
taps at my shoulder.

The cuts that are
wrapped in bandages
begin to burn even worse.

That charming smile
belongs to him.

I don't know his name
though or any facial
features other than
his charming smile.

I want to know his name.

Where is he?

Who is he?

A quick flash of
a scene plays in
my mind.

Him and I are
together.

We talk and laugh.

Right after this,
everything's a blur.

My hands begin to
tremble.

The seaweed salad
taste awful.

There's a smell too that
reeks of rotten flesh and
metallic blood.

"Something happened underneath
the crimson sky." I whisper quietly.

"H a h a h a h a...."

Someone is laughing
from behind me??

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