INITIAL STORY BY SHELLEY

I see the being. It turns around and shines its pink eyes at me. I try to free myself, but I scream and slit the base of the 1thing's head. 2
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STORY #1 (12 tweets, 3 participants)

I see the being. It turns around and shines its pink eyes at me. I try to free myself, but I scream and slit the base of the 1thing's head. 2 But there was no blood 3 The slit closed slowly, forming a circular hole and an eyeball bulges and blinks to life. 4I look back at the thing, and it smiles, and shakes its head. It removes its face and it stands up. It doesn't move 5and I can't tell if it made a noise or not. It starts walking towards me, and I see it standing in front of me 6 Old eye and new eye, blinking separately as they individually dart around in their sockets. The eyes catch me, and the purple pupils dilate. 7I catch a glimpse of its eyes and it smiles at me. I hear a snarl as the eyes tried to stink and flee and it lets out 8a gasp. I can't see anything but the eyes. The pupil stares at me, and I can't stop, I can't move, my limbs are too stiff and my body 9is consumed. 10 But I'm still conscious, I can hear the sickening sound of my bones crunching and the searing pain rips through my head. The last moments of light are snuffed out as the muted sounds of my body slipping down the guts of the thing. 11I can smell the pools of blood, I can feel the burning candles starting to fill up my body. 12

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