What came rushing out of the door towards you
was not a deer woman,alluring,monstrous or any other type
but writhing undulating snakes of smoke,eyes of fire and teeth and talons made of black
sharp gems.
You'd barely had time to react when the creature in the lead forced
herself inside between your open jaws.
And then the next one,and the next one
and the next one till the cavern was once again clear of smoke,fire
and black ice.
Whilst they had been entering you each entry had left you feeling
like your insides were a blast furnace,but now that you were safely infected,
the blast furnace slowly cooled till it was the sulphurous reek of the tar coating your insides
you felt and smelt.
Fleeing the caverns was a disjointed rush of your hands reaching out and commanding
"thee stone servant of the Sisters,seal thee till we return"
the plunge off Dead Mans Trail to the rocks below,that should have broken every
bone in your body but didn't,the hitchhike with the biker who said
"Jeeez lady,you need to see a plastic surgeon for that nose of yours"
and finally flopping onto your bed in the dorm and the lights going out
and the voices in your head whispering
<sisters> in your fevered dreams that night