Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Filling,

folding,

feeding,

sucking up,

flowing in,

cascading down up me,

sticking,

trapping,

holding me in place,

screaming,

begging,

pleading,

crying out in vain,

it was a stupid thing,

I now know it to be true,

to take this trip alone,

to take this trip,

without you.