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Jun 2014
The beautiful Temptress will caress you in the night.
Telling you stories of wondrous things that are unimaginable.
She'll fill you to the brim with awe and even then it will overflow.
She's what you've been searching so long for.
She's everything you need and have ever wanted.
Her curvy figure is a vast maze that you can only hope to explore.
She beckons you to follow her and you do.
You leave everything  behind and follow the mysterious woman.
You arrive at a clifftop with a stunning view of the ocean.
Figuring out how you got here is a fleeting thought because again she calls
       to you.
You follow her mindlessly to the edge of the cliff.
She tells you the answer to the question you've secretly been dying to ask.
To be with her all you must do is jump...

The wicked Temptress is all you want and all that your eager mind can
       focus on.
She tells you that you must jump or that she must leave and you can't
       allow that to happen.
So without thinking a second thought, you do as she asked.
Upon jumping your mind clears and allows you to reflect in the few
       moments before your impending doom.
You now realize that she is not who she seemed.
You can now remember that slight earthy and decaying smell about her
        that was cleverly disguised with the most enchanting perfume.
You remember that at times she spoke of a place that sounded dark and
        frightening.
A millisecond before you hit the jagged rocks at the bottom of the
        skyscraper-like cliff with the beautiful view you realize who she is.
Waking up on a flat surface you smile thinking it was all a bad dream and
        then you realize you can't feel anything in or on your body.
You try to cry out but no sound escapes your lips.
Suddenly you see something black move quickly across the room.
You try to lift your head to investigate but then you hear a shushing noise.
"Dear me, look! He's awake!" a woman says from across the room.
You lay still until someone or something appears in your line of vision.
"Do you recognize me dear?" the woman asks in a friendly voice that
       sounds ominous but comforting as well.
You realize she is the Temptress and you try to ask her where you are but you
       still cannot move your lips.
She gazes at you with a look that is an equal mix of longing and hunger.
"Dear it will all be over soon." she says quietly while caressing your face.
Suddenly you're being tipped and you see a pit with bright, hot flames
       inside, fighting to be released from their prison.
The Temptress looks at you and suddenly her skin starts to bubble and
        you scream in your mind but to no avail.
The Temptress grabs your face in one hand and again answers the only
        question that you've been dying to know.
"My dear, if you're wondering, I am the Temptress. I am the one who
        'escorts' all the bad people of the world to hell."
Her skin is gone, replaced with the yellow tinted bones of a person long
          dead.
"Dear, I'm here to tell you," she leans into your ear and whispers in a voice
          like sand paper, "I...am...Death..."
With that she pushes you into the pit and the fire's greedy claws.
Rebecca Durrett
Written by
Rebecca Durrett  Wichita
(Wichita)   
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   Sam Kirk
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