Cycle Called Creation

Genre - Dark Horror / Physiologica

Author: Lost

BAA...I can see a man standing in a field of grass who feels like I have known him all my life, has completely lost his sanity as he is hacking and slashing at a sheep that is screaming in pain, while repeating something over and over in the distance, tearing his throat, coughing up blood, and still managing to continue slashing and spouting words“I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT“I WANT TO BE FREEEEE“I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT“I WANT TO START AGAIN“I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT“YOOOOUUUUU“He’s completely lost it.”
“To whom is he screaming out to”?
“All i see is the carcass of a dead sheep drenched in blood in the middle of a field”I WANT I WANT IWANTIWANTIWANTIWANTIWANTIWANTThis man's outbreak lasted for days, weeks on end, until he screamed every drop of blood out of his mouth. Yet he still stands there screaming without sound, I take a few closer steps, and suddenly the dead sheep, which is leaking blood from every open pore, lunges out at me and takes my left arm, so I grab my pocket knife and slit its throat, and end up taking my left arm back, but it's too late, I've lost too much blood, I won't make it back to the farm house in time“So what next”“I mean, I still had so much more–”“I WANT–”“To do I still–”“I WANT”“I mean, is that such a crime to chase something–”“I WANT”“To keep on living, why does death shackle me”“AHHH-”“I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT““I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT, I WANT““II SEE…
BAA

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