I saw her walking towards me with that ravenous stare in her eye. I knew it well, but not when she was like this. Now, her clothes transformed into lightning streaks, shattering the night sky. Her body moved towards me with serpentine strides, her face a rough distortion of who I knew and loved. She still wore that smile, though. Pink-lipped, teeth wide, eyes open. I backed up, watching as her face stretched so far apart that her eye sockets cracked open, oozing something yellow. Her whole visage cracked into a million pieces as she continued to crawl towards me, where I lay cowering on the floor.

“Stop! Please stop!” I shouted, covered my face.

“Darrel!” I heard her shout, and I lowered my arms to risk one more look at her.

She was whole again, a normal woman. The room seemed so utterly silent.

“Please sign these papers. I know it’s hard for you, but please.” She shoved them towards me.

I ended our marriage with a flick of my pen.