Late at night, in a dark alleyway,
I found a body, propped up by the wall. It was disgustingly mutilated to the
point that it seemed like the only thing still completely intact were the legs,
sticking straight out towards me. Its skull was smashed in and leaking some
dark, gooey liquid. On closer inspection, I realized that it was a little bit
of slightly liquidized brain matter, seeping out from the warm, damp wound and
onto the cold, wet cement. Its jaw hung loose, broken off at the bone and
barely hanging on by a thin stretch of skin. Blood dripped out of the side of
its mouth, staining its already dirty shirt. Its arms hung limply by its side;
elbows twisted back with the wrists bending into the forearm at an
uncomfortable angle. However, the most interesting thing was a gaping hole,
roughly the size of my fist that sat at the left side of the chest, blood
dripping from the top and seeping into the shirt. The cut was so clean that I
could see the brick wall through the hole with amazing clarity. As I reached
towards the torso to touch it, I bumped against its feet and tripped over
its legs. I fell forward into its chest and immediately felt the still warm,
sticky blood drench my face. I stayed still for a while letting
the metallic taste spread into my mouth and smelling the still fresh sweat on the body. While I was letting my
senses overwhelm me, I realized a sharp pain on my right knee. I sat up
and looked down, watching the blood from my scraped knee mingle with the blood
from the body. A strange sense of pleasure came over me as I felt myself become
one with the death and decay that lay before me. Fittingly, the sky began to
thunder, and rain started to pour down and drowned out all the sounds from the
streets, washing away all the distractions until it felt like the two of us
were completely alone in the world: just me and the body. I looked up to let
the rain wash the blood off my face and sink into the metal sewer grates next to
us. I leaned onto the body as it quickly lost its heat and fell asleep, using
the cold, soft lump of flesh as my bed for tonight.
That Weird Girl
