The following is a series of short stories written over the month of October 2021 based on a series of short prompts made by DeviantArt user crisis-arts. These stories include very graphic descriptions and may not be appropriate for young or easily disturbed audiences.
- On a platter
- Candy gore
- Neon gore
- Hanahaki disease
The music was loud in the nightclub. Verbose exchanges had long drowned under the alcohol and synthesized brass. Mischievous teens threw jabs at their friends throwing up. Canines shone under the UV lamps, outlining the batty nature of the crowd.
The music was loud in the streets. It could be heard even from under the station’s floodlights, where wanderers stopped to catch their breath and nicotine. The waves followed like predators the ones seeking shelter from their migraine. It is there, in a pool of sawtooth and blood, that they found his body.
Although the pain muffled the melody, he could still feel the synth through the makeshift blade. A stab on every bar. The mercilessness of the sharp notes as the key opened his thorax, guitar shreds pouring his blood under the neon lights.
A siren emerged from the darkness, but the Eurobeat kept playing as a police car drifted towards the castaway’s wet corpse.
Come back for more later.