The blood

When your blood turns on you, what will you do?

When you burn from your insides, what will you do?

George wish he had his affairs in order. Working at a call centre was so frustrating that he always got nightmares, always the same. His blood would crystallize and burst from his veins, killing him slowly, as if in slow motion, in an impossible state of being.

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Two weeks went by and the nightmares hadn’t stopped, so George was concerned. He went to the doctors, who put him into the waiting list of a therapist, who wasn’t able to help.

Two months, George feels knives dig into his flesh with every movement.

A year. George is dead. His body was found at the epicentre of what was thought to be a bombing, looking like someone had crystalized his blood and pierced his skin, face frozen in agony.

George was 27

The ‘blood’ had penetrated the entire apartment complex, and thus the building crumbled.

The blood is now spreading, and soon after this there was only crystalized blood.