Mythical May Challenge
A flinch of her eye, hand flexing, and a single toss in the bed signaled the beginning of Rachel’s newest nightmare.
In her mind she was again in that house, running from room to room looking for anyone to help her. She burst into the kitchen and saw her crush sitting at the breakfast table. He was spooning some soup into his mouth.
“’Dolph, thank god you have to come help me!” She ran over to the table. She noticed that he was eating what appeared to be tomato soup with some bits in it. “Hey are you listening?”
He sat there spooning mouth full after mouth full. The bowl didn’t seem to empty but he looked down with a forlorn look, “So hungry, Rachel, I was always so hungry wasn’t I?” He stood up revealing his torn middle section. “Hungry enough to eat a horse.” He laughed scooping out his own sliced and diced innards. They fell into the bowl with wet meaty noises.
Rachel gagged. The smells of a butcher shop and outhouse began to flood the room. “Very funny prank ‘Dolph! But really one of the guys tried something up in my room.”
“Rachel, Rachel, Rachel…” He grinned a sick twisted grin, “Are you going to pretend I didn’t see you?! Are you going to act like this,” He motioned to his oozing gut, “never happened?! Are you going to forget you did this to me!?!?”
She flew out of the bed crying for her cannibalistic crush.
In her mind she was again in that house, running from room to room looking for anyone to help her. She burst into the kitchen and saw her crush sitting at the breakfast table. He was spooning some soup into his mouth.
“’Dolph, thank god you have to come help me!” She ran over to the table. She noticed that he was eating what appeared to be tomato soup with some bits in it. “Hey are you listening?”
He sat there spooning mouth full after mouth full. The bowl didn’t seem to empty but he looked down with a forlorn look, “So hungry, Rachel, I was always so hungry wasn’t I?” He stood up revealing his torn middle section. “Hungry enough to eat a horse.” He laughed scooping out his own sliced and diced innards. They fell into the bowl with wet meaty noises.
Rachel gagged. The smells of a butcher shop and outhouse began to flood the room. “Very funny prank ‘Dolph! But really one of the guys tried something up in my room.”
“Rachel, Rachel, Rachel…” He grinned a sick twisted grin, “Are you going to pretend I didn’t see you?! Are you going to act like this,” He motioned to his oozing gut, “never happened?! Are you going to forget you did this to me!?!?”
She flew out of the bed crying for her cannibalistic crush.