red line zombie

Sleep would not come ... so at 3 in the morning the scratching began. Slowly at first then the frenetic chaos over took and the red lines flowed furiously across the paper bringing out the undead that lurked just behind my eyes. Moments later it was finished, its gaze transfixed upon the unseen being just behind me.
Sleep then placed its calming hand upon my shoulder allowing me to drift off and dream of the spreading infection.

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