The heavy footsteps gradually fade off
And the Unknown left me breathless
Every short gasp for air aches the empty chest
I am in smithereens…

The monster had sensed my presense
He picked me up,
Glared me in the eyes and
Tore apart my skin

I howled, I shook, I cried
But for what purpose? I enjoyed the pain
I enjoyed it until he opened my empty chest
And detached my most important organ

I cannot remember what happened next
For I was in smithereens