Sorry, I actually DID look at it and saw the script, but I thought I fixed it. Turns out I didn't. Here's the real one.
Ghouls Turned Human, Dramatic Breakthrough that Shocks the Nation. Will The Death-rate Decrease?
I let out a bitter laugh, my original brown eyes filled with amusement. My guffaw mellows out into a small chuckle as I shake my head. Are they serious? Death-rate go down? How absurd. If anything, it would increase. I turn off the TV and go to the kitchen for a snack, opening the fridge, and looking through the contents.
Ah...There it is.
I reach in, licking my lips, and take out a frozen hand. Drool leaks down my chin as I see the fresh blood and succulent meat ready to be devoured. I had recently captured it in the alleyway, so It was nice and new. Taking it with me to the computer, I read more articles about the scientists who "saved" me. I take another large bite of the ring finger, spitting out the bone. A smirk plays on the corners of my lips.
They think they cured us.
Cured me.
They think we don't remember, or don't want to. But we do, it's hard to forget the taste, the oh so delicious taste, of human flesh.
I feel my back, slightly missing the large kagune attached to it. I always knew that hunting would be harder without my little helper, but now I'm kind of giddy. It makes the game fun. Try not to get caught. Find places harder to find. The city that was once one-third ghoul is now one-third serial killers. It's easier to lie, to frame. It's fair game now that we're human.
My phone rings off the side.
"Hello?" I answer, glancing at the clock.
A deep voice echoed out from the other side. "It's time for that."
"Yeah, yeah, I know." I say and hang up, already making it out the door.
The lady from next door greets me with a smile as I walk out, and I grin back innocently. I'm happy. I'm excited. I'm content. I love my position. No one suspects me because I'm human. No one knows what I do at night and don't confront me on it. I'm going to hunt today. I'm going to kill today and eat the corpse.
I should be eating burgers and fries like I'm supposed to. Hanging with my human friends and going to the game store or something. I shouldn't have become an everyday murderer. But, I can't help this thrill inside.
Once a ghoul, you can never go back to normal life.
I'm never finishing this...I have no ideas or inspiration