[ CW ] In five sentences , tell a horror story .

The End 
 
 I wiggled my toes under warm blankets one last time before the anesthesia began. The last kisses had long melted from my brow from loved ones who said goodbye and Godspeed, family who were now more dream than reality. I begged my dreams to remain behind on the precipice while I plunged into the last abyss. Throughout this body eating sickness, I dreamt of my shadow turned corporeal, an amalgamation of plague to hold me beneath the murky depths of sleep so tiny mouths could chip flecks of bone from beneath my flesh. Once I closed my eyes one, all I could see was his horrid face, a demented smile to greet me at the end. 
 
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