{"sf1_id":1401340,"sf2_id":"XnrXNBoe","title":"HIGH INTENSITY","author":"Marthell","words":677,"posted_at":"2018-12-29T08:30:00.000Z","tags":["Blood","Death","Experimental","Flash Fiction","Gore","No-Yiff","Short Story","Transgressive","Violence"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1401340-high-intensity","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/XnrXNBoe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/8a/92/8a9267da-cb6c-48b6-98bf-dcd891dea281","description":"","content":"_a short story by Marthell_\n\n* * *\n\nThe bullet **EX** carves a hole clean through his head. Shouting and screaming and alarms all around. Smoke and fire and gunshots and _ATTENTION_ moreshouting and **CU** crying and more screaming. None of this makes sense. It's such an intense sensory overload that the mind washes it all out into white **SE** noise and visual pollution. All that's left _ATTENTION_ is the body of the dead rodent **ME** as it falls to the floor. That was my boyfriend.\n\n(it's all fucking over)\n\n**EXCUSE ME CAN YOU** _PLEASE_ **FUCKING LISTEN?**\n\nThe wolf towers over me with a gun_LEAVE_ shoved in my face, his spittle showering me like a barrage of arrows.\n\n**YOU CUNT** _VIA_\n\nHis words _THE_are meaningless. I may as well be dead already.\n\n(i'm going to die, i'm really going to die)\n\n**YOU WORTHLESS FUCKING CUNT** _NEAREST_ **BEGGING FOR YOUR LIFE LIKE THE DUMB LITTLE BITCH YOU ARE**\n\nPlease _EXIT_understand. I'm not begging to **_keep_** it. He smacks the side of my head with the butt of his gun and I go down.\n\n(it hurts so much, so fucking much)\n\nMy head bangs, my body aches and I'm bleeding now too. Well, I suppose it was only a matter of _ATTENTION_ time.\n\n**YOU RUINED MY FUCKING** _ATTENTION_ **LIFE**\n\nAll I can see from my vantage point on the ground is the gruesome sight of death and disaster. My blood spilling out of me_PLEASE_in slow motion. My boyfriend, the dead rodent, with a hole in his head, his face soaked red.\n\n(it's okay _LEAVE_)\n\n**YOU AND THAT FUCKING RODENT**\n\nThen there's a boot. And a foot making contact with my muzzle. My nose explodes in a fountain of blood. I am in pain_VIA_all over. My life is forfeit.\n\n**DID YOU KNOW** _THE_ **THAT?**\n\nHe's asking me something but words have stopped making sense along with the rest of the world. He's just going to keep killing_NEAREST_ people anyway.\n\n(none of this matters anymore)\n\n**YOU MADE MY LIFE A LIVING HELL**\n\nSometimes I used to watch the news. Sometimes you'd see a horrific story about a murderous _EXIT_ rampage. Sometimes they kill a whole family, sometimes they shoot up a school, sometimes they just start going off in public, sometimes they go after a few very personal targets.\n\n**HE LOOKS MORE HANDSOME WITH A HOLE THROUGH HIS HEAD** _ATTENTION_ **DOESN'T HE?**\n\nThe deadpan, repeating drone of the speaker system telling people to evacuate is so out of place that I would laugh if it weren't for the fact that _ATTENTION_ attempting to move my jaw at this point would cause more pain than it could possibly be worth.\n\n(i'm going to die, none of this matters)\n\n**WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO** _PLEASE_ **SAY ABOUT THAT BITCH?**\n\nWhen I saw all those psychos on the news it was awful, _LEAVE_vomit inducing, nauseating. I was terrified that something like that could happen to somebody I knew. I was terrified that something like that could happen to me.\n\n**DO YOU AGREE? STILL WANNA FUCK HIM?**\n\nHe shoves_VIA_ the muzzle of the gun into my forehead. The only part of his action that surprises me is that I can still feel it.\n\n**I'LL JOIN YOU IN HELL BY THE END OF** _THE_ **THE DAY YOU DISGUSTING CUNT**\n\nBut I never really believed it would. It couldn't really, could it? That's the stuff of nightmares not reality, at least not my reality. A normal day is so far removed from the violence and bloodshed of real cold-blooded murder that I had no context for it at all.\n\n(it will be okay, i will find peace)\n\n**YOU LOOK A LOT PRETTIER ON THE GROUND WITH ALL THAT** _NEAREST_ **BLOOD POURING OUT OF YOU**\n\nNow that I'm here, none of it means a damn to me. I just want that trigger pulled. I don't want to ever think again. I don't want to get up in the morning and deal with any of this. I want to die.\n\n**ENJOY OBLIVION**\n\n(i will finally find an- _EXIT_)\n\n**\\*bang\\***\n\n  \n  \n\n"}