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It's 13 days 'til Halloween! It's my favourite holiday and I also want to build up my catalogue of content a bit so I'm setting myself a goal of making a spooky/dark/Halloween-themed cardiophilia post every day from now until the 31st. 🦇💓🦇
For today: I'm jolted awake in the middle of the night by my heart pounding wildly. A ghostly figure stares balefully down at me as its spectral hand penetrates my chest. I feel cold fingers wrap painfully around my heart. My poor heart struggles valiantly to pump but its grip is tight and freezing cold and every beat is harder than the last. My heart skips hard twice, then begins to fibrillate. The ghostly figure's eyes never leave mine as I gasp and the world slowly fades away. It holds my heart in its hand as the fibrillation turns to stillness, feeling my life leave my body. When it withdraws its hand from my silent chest, only a bl00dy handprint remains.