Two Eyes Cenote Sending out an SOS

Oh, fuck she did not feel good. How else to describe the pain today except… some Godsforsaken hellbeast ripping at her sides? Who did one pray for for that? 

Medusa couldn’t walk straight. She groaned each and every step to… to somewhere, but she didn’t quite know where. Time was an illusion. Was it minutes later or hours later that Medusa at last relented and bellowed out, HELP ME! 

A flurry of fellahin came to her side at once, escorting her to somewhere. Medusa couldn’t see them, couldn’t feel them. She knew nothing but for this unbearable feeling that seemed to increase as time went on. It’s getting worse, she breathed raggedly, miserably.

A singular coherent thought: KEEP MY FATHER AWAY!!!! he’d be so scared—and she couldn’t bear it!