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Vishtitza - Part 7
By Lee Cushing
Saturday, March 19, 2011

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Samantha watched as the moths she had released covered Kenny’s body and began consuming his flesh.
        Turning away from the sight, she began heading down the stairs. Stopping just before she came into view of anyone in the lobby, she messed up her hair and hurried down the remaining steps.
        Looking at her when she came into view, Viki waited, expecting her not to be alone. “Where’s Kenny?”
        Samantha ignored the question, “They’re coming.”
        The sound of the flapping wings getting louder prompting Angelina to rush towards the dining room, Viki hesitated until she saw the moths swarming down the stairs.
        The moment she began to move towards the dining room, she saw the smile appearing on Samantha’s face as she pushed the door shut.
        The moths were on her before she reached the door. Feeling them getting under her clothes, she began to scream, flailing around the lobby as the moths began biting.
        Watching from the other side of the door, Angelina saw Viki’s elbow smash into the glass, leaving a crack wide enough for the moths to enter the dining room. “The kitchen, now.”
        Making a dash for the kitchen door behind Samantha, she saw the door being pushed shut after Samantha had gone through. Reaching it, she turned the handle and forced her way into the kitchen.
        Closing the door, Angelina grabbed several tea towels from the counter, staring at Samantha. “What the Hell do you think you were doing not waiting for me to get in here?”
        Remaining silent, Samantha watched Angelina begin shoving the tea towels under the door to stop the moths from entering. Taking hold of a frying pan handle, she moved towards where Angelina was kneeling.
        Rising up after pushing the tea towels under the door, Angelina turned as Samantha smashed the frying pan against the side of her face and she went down.
        Dropping the frying pan, Samantha began pulling out the tea towels from under the door, giving the moths access to enter.
        Grabbing her from behind, Angelina pulled her away. “What are you doing?”
        Samantha ran her fingers along the handles of the knives hanging from a knife rack, pausing to select the longest available. “I am the Vishtitza, the moths are just part of me and they’re still hungry.”
        Glimpsing several of the moths beginning to crawl in through under the door, Angelina attempted to snatch the knife away from Samantha’s grasp.
        Unable to pry the handle away from Samantha’s fingers, Angelina made an extra effort to turn the blade towards Samantha and pushed it forward.
        Samantha let out a scream as the blade thrust inwards, ripping into her flesh. Her vision getting blurred as the knife was driven further inside her flesh, she staggered and fell onto the tiled floor, lying there unmoving.
        Sickened by what she had done, Angelina heard the flapping of the wings outside the kitchen door and saw more of the moths beginning to come in under the door.
        She braced herself for the onslaught of the swarm, but the moths that were crawling under the door stopped moving.
        Unable to hear anything from the other side of the door, she took a few steps towards it and turned the handle.
        Pushing the door open, she looked at the mass of unmoving moths covering the floor. Half expecting the moths to erupt back into a swarm as she began making for the door back into the lobby, she stopped when she saw what was left of Viki’s body on the carpet.
        Unmoving, Angelina glanced back at all of the lifeless moths.


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