BLUSANG ITIM (RE-IMAGINED) - PART 2
“Hey miss, mind if we tag along?” The lady in black stare at the group of a bystander with disgust. These dogs are blatantly hitting on her the way they smother her body from head to toe with their twinkling eyes. “Come one. We don’t mean harm. Actually, we are going to protect you from maniacs on your way.” The man in open button polo pulls his pants up a notch as he winks to the lady. “Why don’t you just die.” The lady in black utter with a venomous look at them. But the bystander like it more when they found out that their prey fights back; the game would be more thrilling for them. Yet before they start their lust-fueled plan, one of them starts to scream out of nowhere. When all eyes turn towards him, everyone grew pale and starts to scramble away; pissing their paints in the process. What they witness is the raw vision of death; of flesh disintegrating while it is still alive. Entrails sloshing into a liquid the poured hapless on the ground while leavin...