Near death experience.

The black shadow screeched against my wet skin blood trickling out onto the black surface,crooked. Screams and howls all over the place,everywhere some faint,yet others piercing my ear drums. Colourful fabrics surrounds me,and no air. I lifted my eyelids,heavier then ever, tempted to close,to ease the pain. Such a crimson sky,I have seen never. Enthused audience,kept poking and pulling me. Lost in the carnival I surrendered all of my poise I barked out a laughter, a laughter marking victory and splendour but only blood gushed out damp,sticky. Crawling to hold on to the last bit of life I screamed at the top of my voice. What followed... splash of water and a public tale.

Briefing.

A perfectly lit up room. Loose threads and the polished teal appropriately charming the curtains. A white dish indicating an unfinished meal. Fingers entangled, fitting perfectly in the spaces. Clothes strewn all over, a smile on two faces. Laughter embraces the walls, and a sense of belonging submerges the inert ceiling. as two legs continue fidgeting and dancing. It was the sharp rays of dawn, that shook her out of her bliss she felt the empty creases she saw the door ajar. As she walked up to steal one last glance she pushed the white dish shattering it into pieces while her soggy eyes kept pricking.