The Tale Of The Body Snatcher

I pushed my way through the faceless crowd, those who surrounded me became a blur.
I do not remember where I was going, or how I ended up here all I remember is dying and waking up in someone else’s body.

I took a quick intake of air into my heaving lungs. I could smell my own fear, the sour scent of sweat and the smell of perfume.

I felt like a wet dog with my hair so damp it stuck to the nape of my neck.

I squared my shoulders and tried on a smile. But I am sure my face took on a sickly shade of green. And my smile was more of a grimace. My gut twisted itself into knots

A figure stood in the shadows.
I pretended not to see it.

I quickened my pace but I did not run in fear of drawing it closer. I kept my gaze straight ahead. And did not let my steps falter.

My sandals slapped against the pavement.
Was the only sound that I could hear.

All was quiet in the streets.
Ahead of me, a lamp post flickered off and on.

When I thought I was safe again that is when it happened.

Rounding the corner I heard the sound of flesh being torn from a bone before I saw the beast. A three-headed monster that resembled that of a huge dog. each head fighting over one piece of meat that was thrown onto the ground.

She stood stock-still the beast’s inky hair standing to attention at the slightest of sound. It had giant paws that ended in long claws that clacked against the pavement.

It came barreling forward from the darkness.
The Beast raged puncturing the air with its spite.

”Poor child”

a woman’s voice whispered nearby.
Her words dragged against her lips in a growl.

”So alone so frightened”

”Go away”

”No, I can’t not when your fear is so inviting.
Let me help you. I can make it all go away.”

Ethel ran away, pushing past the woman. Adrenalin pushing her forward. Her lungs thundered against her rib cage. Choked Up by the strangled feeling in her chest.

She raced into the street.
Headlights shining and horn blaring.

”you crazy!”

a man yells