Kandi finally made it to her bathroom and scratched at the wall for the light-switch. It took her a minute to focus. She couldn't have slept that bad! But there it was, in the too-bright light. Bloody rings encircled her eyes and dark pink veins leaked towards her pupils. Her normally perfectly moisturizer skin had turned a ghostly pallor, and almost looked as if, yes, it was true- her once coveted face, was falling apart in chaotic, flaky chunks.
What the...
Her cell phone interrupted her train of thought. Marissa was on the other line; she was in hysterics. "What the hell!! Are you..., I mean is your skin..." her voice trained off. Kandi tried to think of a clear answer that made sense. She tried to process what she was seeing and feeling, but realized that she was incapable of any type of in-depth thought at all, though that wasn't much of a change from her pre-nap self.
"Marissa, I think I'm dead."
"Oh, my, god. This really puts a damper on tonight." Marissa's tone shifted to a shade of acceptance.
"Yeah."
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