Purple Time
278 Words
Purple Time
She came through the teacher’s chest, like an ethereal projection, her eyes darting around the class, staring at people with hatred.
My heart pumped blood at a thousand l****s per second and my fingers electrified at the extreme dosage of adrenaline.
I lowered my head and froze in place, my first instinct being to hide in the crowd. She arose from the teacher’s chest but her body was hazy, not fully there.
Her eyes and her hands and her hair were there, moving as if on the surface of a strong current. She looked around and turned straight at me, letting me see the hatred in her purple eyes.
She charged at me, pushing the teacher aside tearing his chest with her claws, rippling through the furniture and the people like an unstoppable sound wave.
I pushed the desk aside and ran to the door. She was gaining on me, closing in, splinters flying. Three rows, Two rows. One row. I dodged and hit a classmate. I pulled him behind me, offering him as sacrifice to appease Erinyes. She wasted fractions of a second to rend him in half and extend her bloody claw at me.
Her nails bit in my flesh and I screamed in pain. She tore most of my back but the pain gave me thrust and I ran, every step as if searing hot iron was lashing my body.
I reached the door and swivelled with my hand towards the street, she hissed and brushed her hair at me, her hair like animated snakes, purple and with purpose, stinging my hand.
I pulled my arm back and screamed from pain, new toxic pain as I ran to the bright light outside.
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