Dec 07 2016, 01:24 PM

Her giggled echoed through the halls “No, please” he was running as fast as possible “Someone, anyone” he panted and ran to a dead end. “No” he cried but it was too late. He could feel her hot breath. She held up a knife and stabbed him violently in the throat. His blood splashed onto her face and she loved it. She began to stab him with more force, she couldn’t help herself, she loved the way her knife sawed into his tissue and veins. It was only when his head came off did she stop. She reveled in the sight, blood was everywhere. She aimed her knife toward his heart and stabbed him in the middle of his chest. His breast bone shattered on impact. She dug through the mess of blood, bone, and muscle and finally came to what she was looking for. His heart was still warm. She held it up to show the others, who were waiting patiently for her signal. She bit in and hungrily ate. The others, recognizing that it was time to eat, began to rip into the man’s remains. Intestines were torn out and eaten like spaghetti, limbs ripped from their sockets. the head was bashed open and smashed into makeshift paint. They gathered around the wall and painted the wall in red and pink.