Leah just woke up. Nothing to see, darkness all around, and she is covered in dust. She coughs and tries to catch her breath so she can have some energy to analyze where she is and how she got here. Feeling the floor around her, she comes upon some thing fleshy and wet. She begins to realize that it is not an animal or something normal she imaged in her head while using her sense, but it was a dea...

Here, I lay in fear as I feel the mak slipping. I consume and have made this mask to be one with my face so they don’t recognize me when night crawls, solar lights come up, sun sets, and cicadas don’t know when to rest. I sleep to my uncontrol throughout the day when the sun arises and glistens on my face, but when all else fades some thing else wants to come out and play. I lay in bed now looking...