It was a beep – shrill, loud and insistent that got her out of her slumber. She’d just managed to sink into her sleep properly when her alarm started ringing. Her groan was nearly just as loud as she swiped her phone screen, shutting off the alarm, smacked away the weird taste in her mouth and sighed.
“Can’t a girl catch a break though?” She called out to no one in particular as she tried to smack away the weird taste in her mouth. “-Like for real though, what’s with this copper wire taste in my month.”
Apparently, the answer to the question she asked was coming at her faster than she could say ‘Help’. You see, Bunmi was up all night working on the last part of a friend’s movie script, running on only cans of red bull and a bag of chips. She could’ve just said no to the job. Like I could. I would starve if I didn’t take this job.
She crawled out of bed, shuffling about her tiny apartment looking for a pair of Joggers she could slip into. If only she could have a little light but that will burn away the little dose of drowsiness she was still enjoying.
She moved towards the light switch on the wall right by the door and slapped her hands against the wall??
“Wait what? Where is the switch?” Bunmi moved closer trying to squint at the wall. And why is everywhere so dark? Shouldn’t there be a bit of daylight by now?
That was when she felt it. The odd sensation of vertigo. Everything was aching, not just her toes. Why is my toe hurting even? Oh yeah, the bedpost.
“Fffff-ugh!-” Bunmi remembered that she had stubbed her little toe against the bedpost. Everywhere was just so freaking dark, that’s why she couldn’t see.
“Wait! Bedpost ke? I sleep on a mattress… only-” She felt something grab her ankles and yank. Only barely registering another presence with her in the bedroom before she fell face first to the floor…
She felt a starburst of pain along with a shrill, loud and insistent tone in the background. She was on the floor now and tried to reach out for her bleeding head. She was bleeding a lot but it wasn’t just her hand that was stained. Everywhere was. She realised that she was slowly being dragged under the bed… through a pool of blood! Whose blood is this?
“Wait… wait! Please wai-” She screamed as blood flowed into her mouth, coppery and thick. She wasn’t only being dragged under her bed, but was being dragged through what seemed like a lake of blood right in the middle of her room.
It was a beep – shrill, loud and insistent that got her out of her slumber. She’d just managed to sink into her sleep properly when her alarm started ringing. Her groan was nearly just as loud as she swiped her phone screen, shutting off the alarm, smacked away the weird taste in her mouth and gently touched her head…
“-Wait… what’s this coppery taste in my mouth?”
Happy Friday the 13th!
Written by Nomad