[Worm]

William was sure that he heard knocking. His eyes remained closed, letting the knocking vibrate his skull. It was a terrible headache. He felt the sheets of his old bed and was sure he was still in a deep, relentless nightmare. The sun seemed to be pouring in over his head. What William didn’t know was that he was trapped in a dimension between reality and the unknown. The mirror which avoided Elizabeth’s undead body, was the cage which contained William and Elizabeth’s three concubines.

Elizabeth was done being fitted, and her confidence was high. With the turn of the corner, Elizabeth was back on track. Even under the light of a nice, sunny day, she still had the senses of a wild animal. With a deep breath, she could tell where everyone was around her and what they’d last eaten. It was when she smelled something oddly familiar that she turned that corner. The moment was frozen into time. She met eyes with the girl of her nightmares. She was right there. Elizabeth was in her fresh skin, and she knew that when she smiled, she would capture all glances, besides that of Isabel. Her eyes were fire. She burned inside. When she entered the men’s clothing store, Elizabeth knew she had to find an excuse to approach the girl. And perhaps find her without her friend.