The Pack
Here is my contribution for this week's episode, The Pack, at fantas_magoria
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The Pack
“Let me out. Someone? Please?” he calls out.
He bumps against the bars of the cage. No one is listening. No one cares. He paces back and forth, the little room he has restricting his movements.
He knows there are monsters out there, monsters that wear the faces of people. But underneath, he knows, there lurks a demon with teeth that are razor sharp and a personality that is vicious and mean.
“Don’t leave me here!” he calls again.
He knows it is hopeless. They do not understand. Everyone is oblivious to what is going on. But he knows. He is alone, left to his fate. It will be soon, he thinks, when they come for him. He can feel it. There will be bloodshed, his, and he will be dead.
“Help!”
No one will mourn him, except his mama, if only his mama knew where he was and what was happening to him. No, he will not be missed.
He hears the door open and they are there. He huddles in his cage, terrified. He can see the look in their eyes. He can see the hunger.
He squeals.
The End.
August 2008