Awakening

it wasn't the electrical tape around her wrists. or or the layers of tightly wound plastic wrap around her naked body that concerned her. no. no, that wasn't it all. it definitely wasn't the way sun permeated those layers. it wasn't the way the plastic wrap trapped the heat. magnified it. though that was certainly part of it.

the long, green, bent back creatures with tiny fingers sunk their faces into the bellies of the dead folks around her. she didn't know who the dead folks were. didn't feel much for them. it was the wet sound of hands inside bodies. it was the ripping and cracking sounds. it was the teeth. that clack clack clack. their teeth stuck out from their faces. and when they weren't chewing they were just clacking their teeth together and sucking their tiny fingers.

clack clack clack. ssssssssslurpp
clack clack clack. ssssssssslurpp

that's what was driving her crazy.