“Red string. Going in. Going out. I pull. Tug. Tug the pin. In. Out. Out. Out. Blackout.”

Something has happened to Peach. Blood runs down her legs and the scent of charred meat lingers on her flesh. It hurts to walk but she staggers home to parents that don't seem to notice. Peach must patch herself up alone so she can go to college and see her boyfriend, Green. But sleeping is hard, working is hard, and eating is impossible when her stomach is swollen tight as a drum.

“Red string. Going in. Going out. I pull. Tug. Tug the pin. In. Out. Out. Out. Blackout.”

Something has happened to Peach. Blood runs down her legs and the scent of charred meat lingers on her flesh. It hurts to walk but she staggers home to parents that don't seem to notice. Peach must patch herself up alone so she can go to college and see her boyfriend, Green. But sleeping is hard, working is hard, and eating is impossible when her stomach is swollen tight as a drum.