Coughing Fit

John just can't stop coughing...

John began to cough and wheeze harshly, until he just couldn't stop. His coughing fit was interrupted by something big and soggy being discharged from his throat. He held his hand over his mouth. Trembling in a bemused repugnance, John stared back at a bloodshot eyeball, nestling upon the folds of his blood-tainted hand.

Author's Note

Took me a long time to change up the story to make it the 54-word length that it is. Even though it isn't as good as I would like it to be... :o

Reviews

[Bluefire]

Gross yet so creepy, yet I think it could happen. @.@
Well done!

[Mother_Yolk]

I appreciate that, thank you!

[Bluefire]

No problem! ^^

[Darkimmortal]

In only fifty four words!! You have managed to surprise me, the last thing I was expecting was an eye!! :) eeeeeehew! I love it!!

[Mother_Yolk]

Haha thank you so much!

[Chadvonswan]

Haha oh my God...
Your writing is perfectly disgusting, it made me chuckle.
Reminded me of the prologue for The Dark Half by Stephen King

[Mother_Yolk]

Hahah Thanks, mate! Always happy to hear that :)