I open my mouth to scream, to gasp for air, but she’s sitting on my chest and my lungs refuse to expand. She leans forward, like a lover leaning in for a kiss. I can’t stop her. My arms won’t move. I want to turn, to flail, to kick and push, but my body isn’t my own. I’m paralyzed. Trapped. “Abriella,” she says,
uhhhh ohhhh
she's gonna die soon if she's not careful
