Only heaven knows what was disrupting my peaceful sleep as I felt choked. I couldn't breathe properly and I started coughing as though I was choking on something.
My eyes hurt so badly as I tried to open them and reach for a glass of water on the bedside table. I searched for it with my hand while I tried to use the other hand to rub my heavy eyelids which were already wet with tears of mine, gluing my long eyelashes to themselves.
I couldn't grasp a glass of water. I knew I had to get out of bed to get something to stop my unusual coughing as I stood up and opened my eyes fully.
Everywhere in the room was foggy and dark as the room was covered in white choking fog which happened to smell like smoke.
"Smoke? From where…how…" I looked at my side and noticed that I wasn't alone in the room. There was a figure lying beside me. I tucked at it, trying to wake up whatever that was lying beside me.
"Get up. Something is burning." I continued to tuck at the body that laid beside me as I roamed through it with my fingers, trying to make a meaning out of it when my hand got stuck in what seemed like a slimy pit.
I searched for a source of light nearby to see what it was and freed myself as my other hands reached for the bedside lamp beside the body but it wasn't coming up.
Suddenly, lightning struck so powerfully with a very strong current that shattered the window glass and tore the curtains into two parts. The light bulb was struck by lightning which created a great spark.
The lightning struck again which illuminated the face of what was lying beside me as I saw it was a man that laid down there but what my hand felt wasn't like the body of a man.
My hand was still stuck and from the little sparks that provided dim light, I could see my hand in the chest of the man with my fingers in his heart to be precise as I could feel movement of some slimy round shaped things.
He seemed not to be breathing as I struggled to pull my hand out if he was coughing. His body was stiff and cold like a corpse in the mortuary. I smiled at the thoughts of him being dead. I heard a loud noise of the iron door falling down and fire flames hurtling into the room.
"What!" I exclaimed as I was struck with fear. Pulling myself out of this man, I got out of bed immediately with the thought of using the window as my only way of exit. Stepping a foot to the ground, I noticed I was half naked as I was covered in the blanket all along. I only had my inner wear with me, just pants and a bra.
"Was this the right time to wear clothes?" I asked myself as I saw the fire blazing forcefully into the room as things started to get burnt. Jerking out of the bed to save myself, I took a look at the man that laid on the bed.
All I could remember from the previous night was that we partied all night and came to the room to have sex and fell asleep. Anything else I couldn't remember, I didn't know if he passed out or was dead as he wasn't breathing after checking his pulse with my two fingers in the middle of the tension. I wasn't thinking of saving him even if he was still alive. He was still going to die in my hands anyway as that was my mission here.
I got out of bed and was about to take a step when I was pulled back by my hand. The hand of the person that pulled me grabbed my left breast.
"There is no time for this! Save yourself if you can." I said to him as I tried to free myself from the grip when I felt the touch of a hairy skin. The room was dark and I couldn't see properly especially with the smoke that had filled the room but thanks to the burning flames, I could see the hand which looked like the paw of a dog.
I struggled for my safety when another hand held me by the throat, almost making me choke on my saliva and stop me from breathing. I was pushed back into bed as I cried out to be freed.
"Let me go!" I screamed at the man that held me down. Wasn't he dead? Or who could this be? Thoughts ran through my mind as my eyes were tightly shut and tears streamed down in lines.
The man started to caress me, touching my hair with one hand as he laid on top of me, his body weight making it impossible for me to resist. He caressed my forehead and my neck slowly as he rubbed my lips.
The bed started to get hot as the fire was approaching us. I cried or rather, moaned in the palms of this man as he closed my mouth from making any sound with his paw looking hand.
He started to play with my body as he put his fingers beneath my pants, going into the forbidden land. No man ever had sex with me and still remain alive. Everyone who had sex with me with or without my permission and consent all died. That was my secret which made me want to be on this mission.
I felt a sharp pain as though my skin was being ripped apart under my pants. It was like a screw that was entering a wall or wood as he fingered me and for the first time apart from when I had my first sex, I felt great pain as I screamed so loud under his hand. I could feel myself getting wet but I knew it wasn't an ordinary orgasm.