Mummified

The cry was faint but I heard it clearly as I walked past the dark bushes. My steps faltered. It was late and I wasn't sure if it was a smart thing to stop and inspect the source.

I looked around, it was dark and quiet and I knew I was alone. I braved up and chose to inspect where the sound had come from. My shoes clicked against the cobbled ground with each step I took so I stopped and took it off, deciding it was better to be unheard and unseen of this proved to be a dangerous decision.

It was late November, winter was just arriving, sweeping the cold breeze of the sea inland, causing fogs to form in this dark and abandoned part of Quebec.

The ground was freezing, I squeezed my toes as I walked on and approached the bushes, I considered putting my shoes back on or stand a risk of getting frostbites. The thought only lasted a second. Adrenaline was coursing through my body, my heart was bearing so loud and so fast I could have sworn that it echoed.

I crept up behind the bushes and took a peek. I was mortified at what I saw. Three men were bent over a lady who was gagged. Her mouth was stuffed with a bloody piece of rag. Beside them were about six to eight coolers. I looked closely. No, this wasn't rape, they were removing her organs and placing it in the coolers. They were mummifying her!

The lady was barely alive and very weak. She turned to face me, took a sharp breath and then her chest stopped to rise. I studied the lady, she wore the exact coat I was wearing, the same shirt, the same hair, the same.....I gasped. She looked exactly like me!

One of the men turned in my direction and stood up. I didn't hesitate. I ran.

The cold air filled up my lungs quickly,I dated not to look back, I just ran. My feet were icy cold u could barely feel my toes now.

I stated to cry.

My coat felt heavy. My feet were heavy. My whole body was heavy. Then I heard a shot ring out, I dropped to the ground. Felt pain in my thigh and then the man was over me.

I couldn't scream, I just laid there staring up at him crying. He grinned, pocketed his gun and bent down. His eyes lingered in mine for a while before traveling down the length of my body and then back up. Slowly he picked me up and walked back towards the bushes.

I cried as he placed me on the ground behind the bushes holding my hands down firmly and the second guy held my legs. The third man ripped my shirt open and placed a knife on my exposed tummy. I gave a faint cry when I felt the cold blade pierce my skin, he tore a piece of my shirt where the blood had stained and stuffed it into my mouth. Then he began the operation.

Time passes slowly. I felt my blood drain, my strength was slipping away and soon I felt no pain, my eyes were shutting on their own and my vision was darkening.

I turned my face to the side and caught sight of a figure peeking from behind the bushes. She wore my coat, my shirt and her face Wass oddly very familiar. I breathed my last as the darkness embraced me, but not before I heard the lady gasp.