Corpse Eaters
She lay in the snowbank, lifeless and still, but not peaceful. Heavy snowflakes stuck to the alabaster skin that wrapped around her contorted horror stricken body, a small red hole above her left breast. I could not feel the weight of the heavy dark coat wrapped around my body nor the sting of the cold steel lantern my fingers wrapped around. My mind reeling, attempting to make sense of what I had just witnessed.
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