Smile for Me, Honey.

Fear burned my throat as I tried to squash down the urge to run. I had never been so close to these creatures before. The monsters who move through their world of fantasy and mischief. I know to be careful, I was always warned away, but I hadn’t turn back around. I couldn’t. Not tonight. When their power is so intoxicating. It is all a mirage; a simple image used to confuse us and hide the torment they wish to bring. Their talons have been sharpened on the bones of those before me. Their ears have become pointed with the screams of those who came before me. I want to run. I try to run. It isn’t enough. How do I fight them? My fists would land no blows and it would only cause more of the bloodthirsty creatures to spring forth. My screams would not bring aid, but only seal my fate as the next body, hopefully this body they would find. The last one brought back was so unrecognizable, the skin hanging from the bones as though the life had been sucked away. He sunken eyes rolled back to reveal the burst blood vessels. Oh, how he must have screamed. My eyes flicker far too quickly for them to cause me harm, but curiosity burns even as I know what consequence it would bring. What color are their eyes? Are their fangs covered in the remnants of past meals? Is their hair nothing more than a thin rag over peeling and frigid skin? I wish to know. My heart pounds and my brain begin to cry out, but my eyes done listen. I stop their constant motion Without thought or intent. I look at the creature who has been following me, attaching itself to my side in determination and anticipation. Her eyes are brown, not red. Her teeth are flat and pearly white, with pink glossy lips curled in an adorable pout. My heart isn’t pounding anymore. My eyes are content to rest on her face forever. My brain is still crying. I can feel the tears run down my face. I angrily push aside the red liquid. How dare it distract me, no obstruction of her face will be tolerated. Let my brain cry. Who needs red tears anyway? I smile as wide as I can. Let them take me. These creatures mean me no harm. Their claws fit so nicely in my hand. She whispers sweet threats in my ear, if only I could hear them. If only my brain would stop crying.