"What are we supposed to do? She literally died from flowers. Flowers!"
Eunwoo stood there while sweating with his steps locked on the path he was on while telling the others. Then he heard a step coming from behind him, it was closer than ever and he could feel the air from behind him which gave him a chill. Unlike before when it was only steps following him, he heard a whisper. A earie and scratchy choice that flowered with a slight wind like a breath moving by his ear. It told him not to go toward the flowers.
Startled, he tried to look around the area to see nothing that could have whispered in his ear and quickly thought of the scene of Hazel spitting out flowers before falling. He decided in his mind the voice meant the black star flowers, so he quickly ran toward the edge of the path. Then he took a step on a vibrant red rose.
Thinking he had found the solution he moved his entire body onto the flower field with hopes to escape the voice and the black flowers.
"Wait, stop!"
Eunwoo heard from behind him, he quickly looked behind to see Noah with a stunned expression telling him that he is going to regret the choice of walking into the field of flowers. He could not understand it and he started to walk a little further to show that it was safe.
Then a sudden painful sting came from his feet. He looked down at his legs to see thorns etched into his legs and roses blooming from within. Rather than the black star with it being flowers this rose had a gruesome eye at the center of it.
The eye had thorns etched around it as if it was stabbing into itself, every thorn that touched the eye could be counted on one hand. Five thorns, he could see the fine details of the eye that was being stabbed. It had not punctured the eye, rather it looked as though it had purposefully stopped before it broke the surface so it could make the eye as irritating as possible.
Eunwoo's eyes started to itch, it was itchy, so itchy, unbearably itchy, so much so that he could not hold back from itching it. First, he rubbed at his eye, but that discomfort didn't stop.
It's itchy. It's itchy. It's itchy. It is…
ITCHY!
Eunwoo couldn't take the irritation, yet he continued to itch at his eyes, unable to do anything else but rub it. Unable to think right he had the brilliant idea to just scratch it. At first, he thought that it would be insane to do so but as he rubbed his eyes, he stopped thinking of the cons. Began to think that maybe it would be better to just do it, he just couldn't take it anymore. So, he dug his nails into his sclera, but they didn't relieve him of the pain, no it made it more irritating.
"Make it stop! Why won't it stop! Fuck!"
So, the irritation spread further, his nails dug deeper into his eye, blood could be seen flowing from his eye down his face. The blood was dark and shone in the blue light of the sky, it was the polar opposite of what was happening.
His nails were black from the contaminated blood, and he pulled a portion of his eyes out from its socket. The eye's liquids dripped down his face and there were partial muscles seen. Before long there was nothing left of his eye but the black blood within his body and red rectus muscles hang out. He dropped the deformed organ on the green vibrant grass staining it black and he smiled a bit. So, his eye was no longer itchy, he could not scratch it anymore. But that relief did not last long, his ears started to replace the eye's irritant reactions.
Once more he itched at it, then he dug his nails until all he could do was rip his ears off and dropped it on the ground as well.
Next it was his face, nothing but irritation. So, he started to dig into his face, the more he tried to stop the irritation the more he felt it, deeper and deeper. He hit something, his bone, his conscious self could not realize this, so he continues to itch. No, rather than scratching he was ripping himself apart.
Now his hand was in his eye socket, he was punching himself while trying to get inside himself. Then the bone broke.
"Stop! You'll die!"
Adrain yelled right as that happened and walked a bit before stopping before the flowers knowing full well if he did, he would die too. Everyone there was silently watching this happen, unable to do anything, helplessly watching.
Eunwoo then moved his hand further inside himself, he touched something mushy, no rather it was his brain. He then dug his nails into his brain and ripped a piece of it out of his head.
Eunwoo's consciousness faltered but he did not stop. Every time he took a piece of his brain out he dropped it on the flowers below him. So, the flowers continue to get stained by the contamination and the area was black, the grass was damped and pushed down by the weight of the liquid.
Now covered in the black blood his hand fell down to his side as he swayed a bit back and forth with his grip holding a dull pink with an orangish tone squishy texture. Holding that it fell from his hands and he fell forwards onto the field of flowers.
Noah was staring at the floral haven where Eunwoo laid there motionless on the ground almost merging into the soil underneath and only silence filled the air. What more the anxiety from this scene made the people still alive hold back their breath as if their life depended on it.
All of them were thinking of one thing.
Fuck.