It's been awhile since I've posted, so I felt like I'd share this little tidbit with you. Its a piece I'm working on for a flash fiction competition. I call it...Midnight Snack.
Agony tore through Jill’s body as it refused to go
into shock. She should be numb by now, but every rip of flesh from sinew molested
her nerves with new, fiery depths of suffering. Struggling against heavy
chains, she raised her head to look down at the brutality of her tormentor,
only to immediately drop back at the sight of her exposed innards being eaten.
“K-kill me. Please kill me,” she muttered.
“K-kill me. Please kill me,” she muttered.
Jacob pulled himself away from the feast,
a bloody smile bore across his gory features. “Kill you? Why would I do that? I
like my meals fresh.”
