Writhed in Anguish

Her own black memories playing on the screens on the back of her eyelids sensed the hideous visions in her head like mighty arms being stricken powerful She groaned at the freakish sensation of being chased by grotesque revenants with no control over what was happening haunted the conscience like a nightmare She tried to shut out the hellish thoughts to push onward away from the invaders broke into a run but her legs grew heavy her own breath was loud in her ears Silent sobs turned to shrieks of anguish reached the limits of one's endurance an incalculable amount of devastation as if demons were unleashed from the underworld