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Aliiiiiiiccccceeeee...
Allie opened her eyes and groggily blinked. She was in a clearing, alone. There was a stream running nearby, but that was the only sound.
She sat up, rubbed the back of her head. The trees were tall, and sunlight streamed through them.
She stood, feeling a pounding start in the back of her skull.
"So, you're awake."
The growl came from nowhere and everywhere at once, and she spun around until she tripped and fell, sprawling out on the grass. She looked up, just as It dropped something. It was a dead body. She screamed as the corpse bounced and its head rested between her legs. It was another teenager, a boy with curling blond hair and staring green eyes much like her own. Only, she wasn't dead. He looked up at her with terror, and blood stained his lips. From the smell, he wasn't completely eaten.
She looked straight up at its bloodstained blank face. "What the hell is this?"
Half of its head cracked open to reveal the needlelike teeth of its mouth. The long, snaking tongue washed around its non-existent lips, cleaning the blood from its skin. "Feed."
Allie's jaw dropped open as she realized what it wanted. "I'm not going to eat him!"
It bent down and brought its face close to hers. "You need to keep your strength up. Feed."
Allie shivered and crawled away from the teen, who's head hit the ground with a thump. She wrapped her arms around her knees. "No!"
A long black tentacle wrapped around the corpse's waist and dragged it over to her. Its face appeared on the other side of her shoulder. "If you do not eat, then I shall force feed you, Alice."
She shivered as it brought the body closer, frantically thinking of a way out of the situation.
"I can't eat human raw!" She snapped, finally.
It tilted its head and growled, but pushed the corpse off to the side. "Why not?"
Because I'm not a man eating monster! She wanted to scream. Instead, she said,
"I'm not like you are. It'll make me sick."
"How do humans consume human flesh, then?"
Allie wanted to shout at it, she wanted to laugh at its naivety, but something told that would not be a very good idea.
So she sighed. "We cook our meat."
"How?"
Allie felt ice creep down her spine. "You really want me to eat him?"
"Yes, I do. "
She groaned. "We cook with fire."
"Explain."
She turned her head to look at it, then recoiled with a sharp cry; Its face was nearly touching her own. "Explain to me how humans utilize fire in their hunts."
Allie scrambled away from it, and swallowed. "First of all, humans do not hunt."
"What do humans do then?" It challenged, doing that freaky thing where Its size fluctuated as if it was made of fog and nothing more.
Allie opened her mouth to retort, but then shut it. "We... We forage," she finished lamely.
It snarled and scrunched up its face. "If you hunted, you'd have no need to 'cook.' Now how do you do such a thing?"
Allie shrugged. "Do you have a lighter?"
Its mouth closed, smoothing out its facial features.
"No? Okay, a match? Got one in that suit of yours?"
No reaction. Allie felt a smile begin to stretch her lips. She could yet turn this to her favour. "Flint? A magnifying glass? Two flat sticks?"
"Sticks there be plenty of, but none suited to your purposes."
"Wonderful. Well than, I can't eat from this corpse, although it does look lovely and I do appreciate the thought..."
"Why do you do that?"
Allie frowned. "Do what?"
"Speak like that."
It wrapped a tentacle around the corpse and hoisted it up. "You speak in that tone, as if I'm incapable of understanding you."
Was it referring to her ...sarcasm?
"I didn't know I was."
It grunted and hauled the corpse away. "Stay. I'll find you fire."
Allie's mouth dropped open. She was not a dog! And where would she go, anyway?
With an irritated sigh she watched it vanish among the trees–it really could camouflage itself; soon it was gone, and she stood up to explore her surroundings. Stay. As If.
The trees seemed to just get bigger the deeper she went, until they became so big she could walk around them for 300 large strides without reaching her starting point.
Finally, at the base of one such tree, she came across a sight that made her bend over and regurgitate all that was in her stomach, including her breakfast from the morning before.
A pile of corpses.
All were hollowed out and dried, their flesh stretched over their bones like a macabre drumskin. They had their eyes and tongues missing, and all their organs, from what she could see. What was more, the men had no genitalia, and the woman no breasts.
Did this monster eat everything?
And the way that the arrangement was all piled neatly up suggested that it gorged on them all at once.
So... It ate Tricia just to...what?
Make her feel good—when its meal size was actually a whole family? Two?
Of course, her mind facepalmed itself, mom, dad, her, Jed. Full course meal. But it had her lure Trish in...
She ran back the way she came before she was sick again.
So if it could hunt...
What did it want her for? She really didn't want to think about it, not right now...
She was staring into the stream, watching the little silvery fishies dart around underwater, when It returned and they scattered.
Smart fish.
She turned around and opened her mouth to say something sarcastic when It dropped two smallnpropane tanks in front of her on the grass and she scrambled backwards.
"Holy shit!"
It laid the corpse down beside them and stood to its full height. "I've brought you means to cook, Alice."
"Cook?! You brought me means to make a bomb!"
It growled and stood the tanks upright. Then arranged the corpse against them in a fastidious sort of way.
"You will cook and eat or you will eat. It does not matter to me."
Allie scooted away from the potential bomb. "How?"
It picked up a rock and weighed it. Put it down, unsatisfied. Its tentacles went hunting for bigger rocks, until finally, with a happy hiss, it uprooted a boulder and tested its weight. "It will do."
Allie scrambled to her feet and ran, just as it tossed the boulder at the tanks...
There was a flash of white, then what felt like a shockwave as the gas exploded inside and burst through the metal tanks, torrenting upwards in a monumental pillar of fire before hissing and dying slowly down into a tame bonfire.
Allie rubbed her eyes and blinked rapidly to get rid of the spots that floated before her vision.
"Well, that was unexpected."
She jumped as its head appeared over her left shoulder, peering—(or she thought it was peering; when it had no eyes it was hard to tell) at the bonfire and the smoking human corpse beside it. It cautiously stalked over to the half eaten teenager, prodding him this way and that before lifting its head and announcing: "Your meal is cooked."
Allie hesitantly walked over, unable to comprehend what she was about to do-when she saw her 'meal.'
It wasn't cooked, it was charbroiled.
Still, she thought, as she peeled a strip of blackened flesh off the blackened thing's arm and gingerly put it in her mouth beneath its eager gaze.. she couldn't taste it now...
She was wrong. The taste was terrible and it made her want to gag. The piece of meat in her mouth was so dry, it was almost like chewing on a strip of beef jerky, except...
I'm chewing on human.
The thought, that she was trying to consume another person's arm made her gag and puke again, until all she was bringing up was bile. She shivered uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face. "I can't! I can't eat ...h- Human flesh, I just can't..."
She buried her head in her arms and shook, the sour acidic taste of bile coating her tongue.
She heard a sharp cracking noise and flinched as something hot prodded her arm. "Eat. You'll get used to it."
"No," she moaned, looking up at what it was offering. The arm that had been furthest from the fire, and less burnt. The golden skin glistened with grease and the smell... "No, I can't.."
"You can, and you will. Do not make me feed you, Alice. It will be much unpleasant for you."
Allie shivered and took the arm, trying to imagine that it was nothing more than an oversized drumstick. Turkey, perhaps.
She held it up to her lips and squeezed her eyes shut.
And she took a bite.
The meat was very tender, and as she pulled away, juices ran down her chin. She chewed hesitantly, then swallowed with a shudder, the old adage running through her mind:
Tastes like chicken.
Human tastes like fucking KFC. What's wrong with me...?
Behind her, she heard a bone chilling series of snaps and cracks as it chomped down onto the rest of the corpse. Allie turned, and wished she hadn't.
It had half of a leg hanging from its jaws, and it was chomp-chomping on the bones like a dog. What was more, its saliva seemed to be dissolving the tough chunks, turning them into a dark soupy mix. It tilted its head back and Allie watched its throat bulge and contract as it swallowed the lot, finishing by snapping that leg between its teeth and gulping. She turned away as it snaked its tongue out to clean its face and shuddered.
The internet myths weren't right at all.
"Ready?"
Allie put the arm down and composed herself. She turned and stood. "Yeah, I guess."
The meat gave her a warm, heavy feeling. It made her feel full, and although it was wrong to feel like that, Allie enjoyed it.
It growled and snaked a tentacle around her waist, and once again, lifted her into the air.
The feeling made her a little dizzy, but she closed her eyes until she was level again.
"If I ask you where we're going will you bash me against a tree again?"
It growled, then coughed. Then repeated the motion.
Its laughing at me, she realized, as the noise got louder.
"Only if you ask incessantly."
Ah.
"Where are we going?"
It turned its head towards her. "To where the prey are."
And that was that.
Allie closed her eyes, feeling the meat in her stomach settling, and the motion all around her. It made hardly any noise when it walked. Slowly she drifted off to sleep