He gurgled the instant he inhaled it, clutching at his throat as the girl's corpse slipped from his arms and hit the ground. His face twisted into a sickening green pallor as blood spilled from his mouth. He choked on his own breath, dragging in harsh, broken gasps as his eyes rolled back in agony.
Kelly watched as he bit down on his tongue, fingers tearing into his own flesh as he began to claw at himself, his screams turning hoarse and broken as the pain consumed him.
The sight was deeply disturbing, even to Kelly. She hadn't quite realized the poison was meant to be that effective. Turns out she had only been lucky—she'd reacted just in time and hadn't taken a full dose of the insidious thing.
So everyone watched as he tore himself apart, biting into his own skin and shredding what remained with his fingers, his agonized cries slicing through the air. Soon, he was nothing more than a mass of flesh, blood coating a barely recognizable body that came undone under his own hands.
