Consumed by an unadulterated fear, sickness coursed through her, knotting into her DNA. Terror gripped her so intensely her insides cocooned. Her body, a rupture of implicit silences like a violent storm crashing against the seafloor creating a chasm. The pink fist like organ in her chest, slaughtered and war-torn. Leaky eyes and choked lungs; bones becoming wood, the itchy air igniting flames from within. Black ice infecting the warm liquid that streamed through her veins, no thump thump thump left in her heart.