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Tiny chapter 2
She was astonished by the fact that she was below many rocks, her legs was hurting, she turned head at left, see her arm, with her watch.
but her arm wasn't on her body anymore, he was one meter far from her.
She stood up, screaming, and saw

Trapped in the landfall, she remembered the last few seconds before the blackness. She had been talking to her friends, a sudden roaring noise and now this...Thick silence except for the ticking of a clock and the settling rocks.

Oh dear we've gone into two realities !!!

OK so tiny chapter 3 :

She saw a corridor, dark except for a small point of light under a door. She picked up her arm (Yes I know a bit unlikely but...) and walked towards the chink of light.

And here's my image again :

when she noticed that her left foot was missing as well. She tried to grab that from the floor when she saw a rose in the darkness of the corridor. Slowly she started to remember the events of the previous night...

TinyChapter 5

She had been dating this guy for over a month. This had been their very first night together. After going to the cinema, he insisted in taking her to his apartment and having a drink with her. Then her thought became blurry... she could not remember what she had been doing after they started drinking. And then she had this headache again... No, she could not remember anything more. She was about to open the door, with her arm and leg on the right hand.

As she leaned towards the door, an image came to her mind like a lightning... She could not help screaming in the darkness. "What have I done?!"

Tiny chapter 6

She hopped over to the body, in his left hand he was holding a single rose. He looked strangely familiar, but she couldn't quite remember. She tied a hankie around each of her stumps and sat down on the floor to try to think... When....

more memories came flooding back from the night before. so much blood. she realized she was covered in it. her heart was pounding so loud that she couldn't hear anything else. the more her heart pounded the more blood she lost so she tried to tie the handkerchiefs tighter. she had to get out and...





(i'm cheating... i have too many that will fit so i'm adding 2 images for an 'either or')

She emerged crawling onto a strange and wild landscape. There was a tree outlined in yellow light, she dragged herself to it, feeling a bit peculiar by now, as she really didn't have enough blood left for survival, luckily she....

she... hadn't lost her conscious. She looked around and saw her own loneliness. Nevertheless she felt someone or something was watching her, waiting for her to move, was she another prey for a macabre game? Suddenly she heard a frightening cry, more animal than human...

she realized it was her own cry she had heard and thought how silly it was to cry in your own dreams. because she was sure it was only a dream. as if to persuade herself that she was sleeping, she reached out with her good hand to touch the dog standing before her now. she cried out again in agony as some terrible pain seemed to rip the flesh from her hand.



what kind of story are we writing here anyway?

I never thought this story would have such a 'gore atmosphere'... so this story may turn into a fairytale in the blink of a comment