ELECTROCUTED, algid azures shoot cognisant, as if shot, an animal cornered, swirling with a fog thicker than of atom. the instant jerking of her body is alarming, breakneck, perturbed when she sits up. fear fills vessel after so many years, knots at her throat, down her clamped jugular, it’s an unexpected, nasty punch right in the gut. ❛ huh ? ❜ a cheap trick. the oldest trick. buy time. life drains from beaten angles of her face, disappears in the ashen fallout prickling besides flared nostrils. ❛ what are you ? twelve ? ❜ buy time. ghastly a ghost of a smirk cocks the edge of thin lips, false, arduously cold. she remembers this raw terror, she remembers the humiliating despair. ❛ go ahead. ❜ the soft bump of her balled fist against his shoulder. ❛ i’m not hungry. ❜