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Hunters, Hot Dogs, and Cake I was curled up in a corner. Safe, dark. Dreaming of fear and blood, none of it mine. I had tasted human flesh for the first time only days ago and lost sight in one eye in the process. Hungry, starving. I need food, flesh, blood!Hunters, Hot Dogs, and Cake by ~shewolf51
I was woken suddenly by a loud, shrill sound in the distance that caused the Stupid Ones outside to go into a frenzy and rush towards the source. I growled low in my throat, irritated at the interruption of my rest. It was the same group of humans I had been hunting for the past few days, but with only one good eye I hadn't been able to catch any of them. I'd even been shot once, the grazing wound on my shoulder st
Hope you get your internet up again.
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