The Smell of a Hard Shift
Today.
Chapter 10 — What I Feared
I read it twice, and the floor seemed to drop away.
I have to end this.
Today. I did not let myself finish the thought all the way, but the fear arrived whole and cold anyway — the sleepwalking, the raw hands, the terror in her eyes, the blood, and now this.
My mind went to the worst place a mind can go about someone it loves, and I could not get enough air.