Belly Stab 2021 -

Soft skin meets cold steel, The core unravels swiftly— No shield for the gut.

The air left the room before the blood left his body. It wasn't the sharp, stinging bite he’d imagined a knife would make. Instead, it was a hot, wet punch just below the ribs—a sudden, profound wrongness. He looked down. The handle jutted from his belly like a key in a lock, turning his torso into a heavy, leaking thing. He tried to speak, but his core, his center, had been unlocked. All that came out was a shallow, wet gasp. The world didn't go black; it went cold, shrinking to the size of that single, terrible wound. belly stab

Here’s a short, dramatic text based on the prompt "belly stab." It can be interpreted literally or metaphorically. Soft skin meets cold steel, The core unravels