Smoke… smoke was white and grey; it filled the air before the darkness came and silenced everything in its way.
I felt them. I felt each blow that hit them, each body part that was ripped out of them, I felt it when their bones were crushed, when their minds were attacked into submission and how they slipped out of my grip, and I felt them as they burnt then evaporated in the air.
One evaporated, then another, and then another. Until nothing was left there except for darkness.
He turned us into ashes.
"Ugh…"
The nasty smell of their ashes clung to my nose, my throat, and my lungs…
What else?
It clung to my eyes too...
There was a layer of ashes inside of me. I threw up again, and then again. But nothing was there to come out, empty heaves that didn't bring comfort after they went away. My stomach had been emptied of food for a while now.
I wasn't hungry anymore. I couldn't remember the last time I ate.
I only drank when he brought the bags to me now.
"Ugh..."
