It’s like a demon grows inside of you. Your neck goes crooked and your eyes turn black. Your teeth jet out and your hands claw into whatever is in sight. Blood is boiling and a scream is running toward your mouth starting in the pits of your stomach. You can’t release it so you fall to the ground and start convulsing. You grab your hair and arch your back. The silence pins you to the ground and smothers you further in to death. Something is in you, something is in you, something is in you. It’s rushing through your veins and dripping out your eyes. There’s no where to go, no where to go.