jkaasalainen

The Tale Of The Hungry
(del 1 av hur många som helst)


I woke up this morning, didn't feel too well, called in sick and fell asleep again.

Woke up again around lunchtime, I was hungry and tired.. I put on my fur-coat, grabbed my spear, opened my fridge and went inside to begin the hunt...

...At first, the fridge seemed empty.. But then I felt someone or something was watching me.

I heard a big bang, and suddenly it got pitch black! Someone had closed the door behind me... As I stood there, cold and confused, not knowing what to do at that point, I thought to myself  “I need to keep walking, I need to find some food!”

I kept on walking, I couldn't see a thing, with a tight grip around my spear I kept moving farther into the darkness of the fridge...

The hunger was unbearable and the cold was crawling in under my coat, under my skin... A weird and not so pleasant foulness filled my nose, like an ancient sock smeared in old cheese… I had no idea what it was but it kept getting closer to me.

Again, I felt a presence, something was right behind me, breathing down my neck... I was all frozen by fear, the smell was hideous...