Pale, elongated fingers stretched out towards my throat. Fibrous muscles strained on inhuman arms, grasping out for the chance to destroy another human life. It was then that I realized, while hiding in that freezer, that people are really angry when they’re hungry. Especially when it comes to their baser needs. The monster moaned and howled in the same breath, showing its twisted teeth. Someone else’s dried blood was caked on its lips. Bile and intestines dribbled from them. It peered at me from the door, beating and pulling at the meat rack that was blocking the way. I knew what it wanted. It’s what we always want when we’re deprived of nutrients and sustenance. Food Read More