Page 20 of Bad Bunny
And then—
Pain.
Not mine.
It crashes through me so suddenly that I gasp. A tearing, echoing ache like something is being scraped out of my chest with dull metal. My stomach twists violently, my lungs locking up like the air has been punched out of them.
For a split second I see it.
Not with my eyes.
With something else.
Cold stone.
Blood soaking into the ground.
Sorren on his knees, a blade buried in his side while a voice above him laughs.
Then it’s gone.
The pain snaps away like a door slamming shut, and I’m back in the bedroom, clutching the sheets, Sorren’s mouth still at my wrist.
For one disorienting second, I don’t know where he ends and I begin.
“What—” My voice breaks. “What was that?”
Sorren jerks back, eyes blown wide.
The warmth snaps inward, like it’s returning back to me. A dizzying rush that leaves my fingertips buzzing and my lungs struggling to catch up.
The air shimmers.
Sorren’s body folds in on itself.
Fast. Wrong. Bones shift under skin with a sickening series of pops that never quite finish before the next one starts.
And then, he’s gone. Just…
Poof.
In his place, a small white rabbit slumps against the sheets, a long red gash on its side that slowly oozes blood. A pile of clothing,hisclothing, lays scattered around it. Now empty.
I gasp at it, the small furry creature that minutes before was a man. Up until now, my mind had been divided. Half of me believed Sorren, that he could shift, while the other more logical half firmly didnot. Now, those two parts come together so fast I can almost hear them slam into each other.
“Holy shit,” I whisper to myself, but the rabbit’s ears twitch like he hears it too.
This is real.
He was telling the truth.
Which means I don’t know anything at all.
That’s…not a pleasant realization.
Slowly, the warmth I felt when Sorren bit me fades away, but something thinner remains. A faint, tight pressure low in the center of my body, like a thread pulled just slightly too tight. My hand falls uselessly to my lap, the skin at my wrist tingling like it remembers something I don’t.
For a moment, I think I hear another heartbeat.
