So I'm in the great state of Kentucky (YEEE-HAWWWW) and I'm having a (much needed) relaxing vacation.

In the spirit of not having school (thank God), I decided to share a little piece of a book I'm writing. I'm only sharing around three (?) or four paragraphs. Without further-a-do, here we go:

                                
    Blood. Blood was everywhere. It cascaded down the cement walls and rapidly fell from the ceiling. The room reeked of decaying bodies. Cult signs plastered the walls. The floor slowly began filled up with the thick blood. It began over taking my ankles, but there was nowhere for me to run.

   The red liquid crept up my torso, over coming my stomach. I desperately tried to wipe it off. But all it did was rise. Before I knew it, blood began swarming my chest. The blood's next target was my neck: and it showed no sign of stopping.

   The blood crept up my neck and began aiming for my face. I let out a horrified scream, and twisted and turned in the liquid.

   Blood poured into my mouth, and I gagged. It shoved itself down my throat. I aspirated. I was choking. I was dying. I spit and squirmed. But it wouldn't stop coming. It streamed into my nostrils, and I felt the blood running through my pipes.

   The last thing I saw was the blood reach for my eyes, and everything went black.

And that was the end of my little snippet! I hope you enjoyed it! It's only five or six pages long, and doesn't have a title. That's only the "prologue" of it, so if you want more I could post little more snippets.

Have a good ol' day!

-Phoenix