Maggot--Medic

In this haunted room is where I lay to slowly drink myself to sleep, pondering the end of my days. Should I commit suicide? If I do, will it be quick? Will I see Eileen again? The woman I watched over like a mother, the days babying her and protecting her as she toddled along behind me crying in winding corridors filled with entities straight out of those horror films I loved oh-so-much in college, has run away to save a man who has no regret, no mercy. I know she is dead. That frail, beaten woman, could not survive a hell of this caliber, with looks and kindness alone. Oh, the ways she would be torn apart for a sadist's kicks. Eyes goug