Tastes Good
Looking back, I find that Terra woman was the best I had. They always say the first times the best, but this is different. She was rich, sweet and everything I desired. I had to answer the question.
"Does your family taste this good?"
I looked up the Bradfords in the phone book. They lived on Willow Avenue, just near here. On my laptop, I found there was a mother and a young girl. I went down to the basement and prepared.
I packed up my weapons. I put Death Penalty on sling, and the butcher knife in sheathe. Tonight was a night of feast. The Hunger had overwhelmed me again. I went out on foot. My gold claw sparkled in the dark night.
I came across there suburban home. It was a typical house with no worries. You never realize what you have. I am a slave and you all cry about every little damn thing. I've been through everything, and nobody has the right to complain.
They still had lights on. It was midnight. They were to play the role of the beautiful maidens, and I was Dracula. I climbed in through there chimney. I heard speech over a phone.
I rushed into the kitchen and threw the woman against the floor. I picked up the phone and said,
"I bet you taste good too."
I bit her neck, to cause blood loss. I cut away her midsection, and made a cake. it was decked with heart, pancreas, and stomach. It was blood covered, and so tasty. I went head-first. This woman was very tender. She must have been something more than human.
This woman was delicious. I began to search the house for the girl. I searched all around, and then came back to the kitchen. There stood a six year old blonde looking at her mother.
"Are you going to hurt me?" she asked.
"Yes. Hunger does that."
I lunged at her. She tried to run but I pulled her back. I cut at her thighs. She was good tasting. She was awake in this intolerable pain. How she stood it I do not know. I finished the thighs quickly.
I cut out the chest, and ate the heart. I still was not content. I dug out her brains. They were soft, and everything I desired. My food tasted so good. Tonight was a great night for the Hunger. It fed itself well.
And yet I am still a slave….