Poison and Gassing

There was a bitter taste of almonds, then nothing more

 

Gasping, gurgling, she fell back against her chair

 

Through foam-flecked lips, she writhed and moaned

 

The poison ate away at his guts

 

He gagged as his hands flew to his throat

 

He drank the strange cocktail and seconds later, he was dead

 

Poison coursed through his veins, burning him from the inside

 

The first, faint blush of death blossomed on her cheeks

 

Her eyes grew wide as her breath grew short

 

He mixed her drink with a knowing smile

 

Once stirred into the drink, the drug dissolved effortlessly

 

With a desperate sob, she poured the pills down her throat

 

The poison left no trace

 

The bluish tinge to his lips was a sure sign of poison

 

He choked and his breath came in ragged gasps

 

His breathing became labored, his footsteps unsteady

 

The pills had been ground to a fine powder, perfect for poison

 

She drank her death with a knowing smile

 

She gobbled pills, dozens of them, and prayed for death to find her

 

The cruel needle injected the killer liquid into the man's body

 

The toxic fumes burned like fire in her lungs

 

The gas stripped the flesh from his throat and lungs

 

The strangling fumes left him voiceless in his final moments

 

There was a strange smell, a sinister haze, and then it was too late

 

The room was quiet except for the steady hiss of the gas and the slow terror that came with it

 

A vapor from hell reeked and ravaged, leaving lifeless bodies in its wake

 

The smell was the first thing he noticed…‌‌ and the last

 

Every gasp was torture, every moment terror

 

The fumes robbed her of her senses, sent her tumbling to the floor

 

Under the spell of those sinister fumes, she slept

 

A cloud of deadly gas blew from the pipes

 

The vapor burned and strangled, choked, and killed

 

With the hissing of the gas, blackness descended on him

 

There was no air left that was not tainted

 

He fell into the fumes' midnight embrace

 

The mustard gas made short work of his eyes, nose, throat, and lungs

 

He could not breathe, only claw at his throat

 

In an instant, thick, choking clouds of tear gas rolled out to meet him

 

The nerve gas had his whole body shaking like a leaf in the wind

 

His lungs spasmed, the tightening in his chest clamping down like an iron fist

 

Vision blurred, he wheezed and drooled, his lungs aching

 

Knees buckling, he collapsed into a sweaty, shivering heap

 

Ghastly-gray, the poison fumes hung in the air like a shroud