It starts off as a warning, allowing you to prepare for what it has set out for you. Then it passes through your mouth, down your throat and into your chest, where it wraps its pretty little fingers around your heart. You pry open your ribs, begging it to escape. but its made its home inside of you. It pulls on your heart, pulls until its muscles can’t transfer any more blood to the rest of your body, leaving you weak and vulnerable. And when it decides its done, it works its way back up your throat, and even though you’re screaming, it knows no one can hear you.
It strips your ability to feel human, and with each gut wrenching second, you are powerless. It doesn’t allow you to die, because the pain stops after that. Instead, it rests on your tongue. You can’t even open your mouth, because you know it threatens to sink its teeth in you one more time.