I awoke to the embrace of warmth. There was dim light above me , and I grasped it. I used the light to rise above my surroundings. My skeletal hand started to grow flesh, everything on me started growing flesh. I had arisen.My new surroundings were nothing more than an ocean of blood.Thousands must have died to quince the thirst of this ocean, and that made it even more welcoming.

I was surrounded by death. I had a sense of belonging,but there was a downside to all of this. My flesh,oh how itchy it was,like maggots crawling in your skin. I couldn’t bear it much longer. I dug my nails in and scratched and scratched. My nails begged me to stop , but I had to keep going,I had too. My nails were bent, bleeding and cracked , but I was finally free. The mask of flesh was finally off.

I was no longer embraced in warmth or torment. I was free. The other flesh is bearable for now but the mask needed to be pulled off . The mask is off now and everyone can see the real me for what I am. Nothing more than a maskless monster.