Thursday, March 12, 2009

-- elevator eyes --

The walls of the elevator were made of rusted, bloody barbed wire. Tied to the outside of the left wall with more barbed wire, facing inward, was the mutilated corpse of a brown-haired man, dressed in the remnants of a business suit and its own blood — more of the latter than the former. Curiously, its eyelids were carefully stitched open, to reveal a pair of empty sockets; part of a slip of paper dangled motionlessly from the left one.

Heather didn't even flinch at the stench anymore, and the mutilations performed on the body seemed almost banal at this point. She calmly reached up and pulled the slip of paper out of the dead man's eye (if it had actually ever been alive, or a man), and glanced at the typewritten sentence.

"Peek-a-boo," (she read aloud), "I see you. Yeah. Sure you do."

She turned away from the corpse, heading over to the elevator panel to press the button for the first floor — only to discover that the buttons for floors 1 and 5 had been removed, and replaced with a pair of brown eyeballs.

Her hand hovered over the unmoving, slightly glossy lower eye for a moment, before moving up to press the intact button labeled '2'.


  
Sairento Hiiru no utaminna de utaou
minna de, minna deu-ta-i-ma-shooooou~~

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