When the Wicked Play by Tristina Brockway EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Tristina Brockway
- Language: English
- Genre: Gothic Romance
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Charlie
I struggle to take a breath and begin to choke and cough on the substance
that fills my throat and lungs. I’m surrounded by something, but I can’t see
and can barely move. I try to lift my arm, but I’m met with a barrier.
Wiggling my fingers, the sensation in my hands returns.
The particles I’m slowly inhaling with each breath I attempt to take feels
like coffee grounds but smell like dirt.
Why do I smell dirt? I don’t just smell it. I’m suffocating on the odor and
I’m thinking it’s not just the odor that’s depriving me of oxygen, but the
substance itself. I move my hands as fast as I can, reaching for what I can
only hope would be air on the other side.
Every sensation in my body hums. I’m hyper aware of this moment. A
fight to survive if I ever had one. The sudden feeling of spiders and insects
creeping along my skin in their own struggle to survive me mauling at the
dirt surrounding us has me digging even faster.
I see light as I finally break through the earth and struggle to pull my face
towards the fresh air so that I can finally get the unobstructed breath I’ve
been seeking for what feels like an eternity, but in reality, has probably only
been minutes.
Whoever tried to kill me did a piss-poor job. You know, considering I’m
still breathing. Barely.
I crawl along the ground away from the shallow grave they dumped me in
and try to take in my surroundings while continuing to cough up the dirt that
slid past my lips while struggling to breathe.
It must be night or early morning. The temperature feels cool and crisp. I
can see my breath, but not so much that it’s freezing. As I look down, I
realize they have left me for dead in a shallow grave, completely naked.
“What the fuck?” I murmur to myself as I look down and take in my state
of undress, only to cough up more pieces of dirt from my scratchy, dry
throat.
I wrap my arms around myself for any bit of warmth I can find and squint
my eyes to try to figure out where I am. Even though the sun is not out my
eyes are sensitive from being closed and blanketed in darkness while under
the earth. I can only guess that’s from the drugs they flooded my system with
to presumably end my life.
Looking around, it appears I’m in the middle of nowhere. It’s still dark
out and I’m struggling to see clearly, but I can hear the faintest sound of what
I think may be an occasional vehicle passing by.
I hear a small chuckle slip past my lips, which then turns into a giggle.
And eventually the giggle leaves me outright belly laughing, gasping for
breath.
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