Come and get it! Flesh on the bones! Fresh flesh! And warm, blood-red wine!
Come and f*****g eat your heart out! Dead or alive! Whatever you are! Business is business! I'll sell to anyone!
You, sir; want fresh meat?! Come on over here; I sell it cheap! Come and eyeball my fine selections! My vast array of goodies to munch on!
Now here's a fine, lovely choice; A girl, not yet two, with a very weak voice! Not your style, you say? Something more aged? Well, let your eyes wander over this way!
Here's a young boy; Just turned fifteen! Now stop kicking and shouting! My family, I need to feed!
Are you still dissatisfied? Something older?? Well, I have that, right here! This 40 year old woman should fit your order!
Now, do you want just a piece? A pound or two? This woman is very large; Too, too large for you!
You want the whole thing? Alright, as you wish! Let me throw her out for you, So you can feast on this overweight dish!
Well, no need to get hasty! There's no reason to growl! Why listen to this meat here, She cries like an owl!
Here you go sir! For you and your friends! Free of cash, Credit, check, and charge!
Now you all, savor this meat! Eat her slowly and taste, Her p***y and teats! Don't let any part of her to waste!
Now you ma'am! What is your fancy? Let me guess; you're into young women? Well, I've one left, and she's plenty!
Come here, my love. It's time for you To be set free. Please, don't fight me!
My daughter, my love, My sweet little girl, my fledgling dove. I'm going to make a profit with you. Your mother made a big one, your brother will too!
Here you go, Nia, The customer awaits! Now get yourself outside, Clothes off; that taste she hates!
But before you go, You're mine for a lil' while. Come over here, So I can f**k you for that while!
What are you doing?? Put that cleaver down! You know, you're mother was What you are; The W***e of The Town!
Back away! The customer is angry! Put your little sister down! Listen to daddy... NOW!
Wait, what are you doing?! Lock that door now! And let me throw you out, So you can please the crowd!
Get back here, You ungrateful little B***H! You broke the lock! You've let the customers in!
Oh yes, you ma'am... Well, let me explain! No! Stay away! For me, you haven't paid!
Well, in the end, the customer is always right... Come one, come all; Clearance sale tonight! Come one, come all; fresh flesh for all...
This is a story about a father who has gone completely insane during the Infection, and decides to "sell" his family as food to the undead, like a sacrifice to heathen gods.
My Review
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I throughly enjoyed reading this chapter. It was entertaining and creepy at the same time. I also like, as I said on the previous comment, the fact that it reads like a poem. It gives each story a certian pace and energy as the reader reads. And in the end the father got what he deserved. Well done
oh my god! what can i say but just so interesting and unique
I love books that are written in poetry and i love the thriller survival theme this has
I cant wait to read more honestly i never read a piece like this before great job :)
wow lol This is pretty intense and horrifying. Which for a calloused horror critic like me to say... Awesome work. I like the change in pace here as well.
Call me crazy, but I was laughing! I love this kind of stuff and I think I am going to enjoy reading the rest of this! Very original and creative. Well written! Loved it :)
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