Stephanie took a bite of the apple, and savoured its sweet, juicy flesh on her tongue. It reminded her of crisp autumns and cool breezes, where the sun shines, but there's no heat. A swarm of bubbles rushed up her body, lifting her mood. The apple smoothly slipped down her throat, and she opened her mouth for another bite. She brought her arm up to her teeth, but dropped the apple almost instantly.
Her stomach was burning, she could hear the sizzles and the hissing it was making inside her body, it was eating itself. She fell to the ground, beetles ran straight into the nest of her hair, Genie panicked from above.
Arms grabbing her stomach, eyes rolling back into her head. She choked on air, the lights around her started getting brighter, and everything else was blurring. She reached for something, anything that would tell her she was still alive. She clenched the sand on the ground, she tried opening her eyes wider but she couldnt see anything. Her arms and legs were shaking uncontrollably, her head was spinning and her stomach setting a fire, a fire that was spreading throughout her body. She screamed a hollow, low choke. Genie was holding her wrists, yelling something she couldn't hear. He kept saying it over and over again, but it was just a blur. Stephanie strained to hear what it was, forcing herself to ignore the pain. Finally, it was clear.
"You still have one wish left"
Stephanie racked her brain as quickly as she could.
"Genie" she choked, "I want the perfect man to find me, and cure me of this."
Stephanie moaned in pain, she tasted blood, it was dripping down her chin and onto the sand, she let go of the sand in her fists and let herself slip into the darkness.