Night Out

**WARNING: This post contains disturbing content that may be upsetting to some. Do not read if you are easily offended or are 'underage'. I added a content warning on the entire blog, but so far this is the only post that needs a warning so I'm removing the content warning on the entirety of my blog.**

Sometimes things pop into my head and they won't leave me alone. It's just fractions of events, no real story. This happened to me today while I was cleaning the kitchen of all things. So, I decided to put it down here and I'll probably continue to do so as things come to me. I don't really expect anyone to like this or any other broken ramblings I may post, but I still think this gives you enough to have a visual without a lot of details.

I think this particular - whatever - can be taken one of two ways: either I'm really paranoid or I'm psychotic. I assure you, I'm paranoid more than psychotic. That being said, this is not full of happy words. In fact, I think it's rather disturbing. You've been warned.

Night Out

Speakers bump, dance hard.
Drink fast, no worries, girl time.

Early morning, last call.
Outside sloppy, stranger lurking, shock attack.

Can't move, dragged away.
Dark space, cold room, tied down.

Loud screams, deaf ears.
Playtime over, metal shines, easy pressure.

Clean cut, can't breathe.
Choking blood, lights fade...

Heart stops.




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See, I told you it was disturbing.