Bound in Blood

   I could almost hear the crack of my own skull against the cold hard ice. It is if I am bashing my own head against the wall only here,he is doing the bashing, and I think I am a goner. Every second feels like an eternity.It´s as if time itself is being slowed down. I see flashbacks,my life,my childhood. Thoughts and still images are rushing through my mind.Seconds pass but it feels as if I am strapped to a chair and witnessing the projection of that what was,me and my life up til now,still images,grainy but moving so ever faster from one to another. Thoughts race through me as to what will happen,what to do and how the world without me would look. All the people I will leave behind,will I somehow survive to remember or is this how my life ends.As all of this is happening,I see the scarlet red blood cover the darkness of ice under the covers of the night. The blood is mine,it gushes and pours with every blow he deals.Like a river it flows,fast,thick. With time there will be no trace of what has happened at this lake,but this blood of mine will remain in murky depths, as if in the memory of lake itself. The blows come hard and fast. After a couple I feel numb,a doll,a mannequin,a dummy. These are the last seconds of my life,I am convinced,I know it,I accepted it. I muster all that I can to let the last strength in me,out. I scream. It sounds almost primal,a wounded animal,an animal fighting for it´s life,on it´s last legs. I let it all go,I scream so loud. Someone has to hear me,someone will come. Nothing happens. Birds scatter in the night to leave the monster and the victim to themselves,to let the nature happen. To let the beast claim his prey. To let this weary soul rest in peace and pieces. As I screamed,his eyes widened. Shock,fear and anger,all in one taking over him. I could see it in his cold,crazed eyes. Fear of being discovered,shock and anger of how dare I interrupt his hunt and his kill. His Dark blue eyes narrowed on me.His big strong arms lifted the axe.High above his head,he was ready to swing like an executioner working under the covers of the night. Solitary,with me being the one getting the chop,tonight.This is it. I close my eyes. Goodbye. I love you.

   I can feel the stillness of the world around me. The light breeze tugs on my hair and the monster swings his tool and then..
Gunshot.
   I open my eyes and see the dark night sky,littered with stars and it seems like they are shinning brighter than ever this very second. The very same moment,the hulking figure falls to his knees right by my side,only to fall face down onto the cold hard ice.Surrounded by blood,his weapon of choice by his side. I lose my sense of self and my eyes close. I hear the footsteps but I do not have it in me to keep the eyes open.Unconscious,barely alive,a wounded prey next to the dead hunter,under the covers of night on a cold dark ice. The nightmare is over but I am still asleep,our bond has been severed but the blood still binds us.