So in celebration of my current forward progress and the quickly escalating insanity of the sequel to PaxCorpus, I'm going to share an excerpt from the current draft.
[This is from a scene where Meryl depicts just exactly how she lost her eye]
I killed so many of them in those six years, I never really thought they'd turn their attention directly to me.
They called me Black Widow.
Doesn't really make sense in context but I guess it gave them a name to focus all of their anger.
One of them, he stood there in front of my cell just watching me like an animal.
He had the key but he wanted to watch me squirm.
You already know these people are sick as fuck.
He'd run his tongue over his teeth and hiss like a snake.
I just sat there in the corner, wishing I hadn't unloaded my gun and left it somewhere stupid.
A mistake I will never make again.
Then he took off his shirt, grinding a blade across his chest, keeping that dead fucking stare on me.
I can still see all of this clear as day in my head.
Rattling and rattling, shaking at the bars like some kind of possessed demon, laughing and spitting.
And his buddies come over and slam open the cell door.
"Grab that fucking bitch!"
God it still rings in my ears.
I wanted so much to wring the life out of them, one by one.
But I couldn't do shit.
I was so fucking weak.
When they finally let go of me, we were out in some field by a well and this dickless shitlord grabs a knife and says, "I got 'er eye!"
Dante, it was near the most excruciating pain I've ever felt.
I don't know if you can imagine, but it's like pulling on something that comes out in strands and snaps bit by bit the further you yank.
And that's all I'm sharing for now! You'll just have to wait for the rest!