Rain was beginning to soak through the tent, we hadn’t prepared for rain, and he was still asleep outside.
I listened to the water wash up against the tent outlining it in grey.
I zipped opened the door and smelled the sickened air as the shadowed sun startled me, light was so hard to come by.
I sat at my knees staring at the mourning man.
His neck twisted and cracked with discomfort.
I then realized, as the man lifted his hand, shaking, that the cracking was coming from his skin.
He lifted his hand to touch his neck, trying to scrape off the blue gritty flakes.
He slowly picked off a section of his skin and flicked it into the dirt.
It hit ground hard, splattering mud over his shins
I snuck back into the tent and tried closing the door without him hearing.
The smell from the outside was making my throat gag.
I started to pack my things but I couldn't see right, when darkness started covering my vision.
I listened to the water wash up against the tent outlining it in grey.
I zipped opened the door and smelled the sickened air as the shadowed sun startled me, light was so hard to come by.
I sat at my knees staring at the mourning man.
His neck twisted and cracked with discomfort.
I then realized, as the man lifted his hand, shaking, that the cracking was coming from his skin.
He lifted his hand to touch his neck, trying to scrape off the blue gritty flakes.
He slowly picked off a section of his skin and flicked it into the dirt.
It hit ground hard, splattering mud over his shins
I snuck back into the tent and tried closing the door without him hearing.
The smell from the outside was making my throat gag.
I started to pack my things but I couldn't see right, when darkness started covering my vision.