hunger, the throbbing pain in his gut was telling him only one thing, the fact that he hadn't had a morsel to eat in 3 days. He looked high and low in his little apartment but despair for he was alone and there was nothing to eat. The only way out was to go outside and find something to eat. But should he risk it. All through the morning and evening the new channels kept showing the same unnerving news, A mystery serial killer in their area, killing random people. Everyone was cautioned to stay in doors and keep there loved ones close. Men and women, old and young had flocked to the supermarket to stock up on food and reserves before the mandatory 4 day curfew. "Curses", He thought, as the pangs in his stomach grew louder and more painful. when it became unbearable, he got up and sneaked out of his house. "What is the most could happen?", he thought as he starting treading the familiar route leading to the park from where the supermarket was just a couple of blocks afar. however after a couple of minutes walking on the desolate, empty streets he felt something was wrong. He could sense a shadowy figure stalking him. Hunger may be one thing but he certainly wasn't gonna die today, thinking this he started to walk briskly and to his horror the shadowy figure also accelerated his prowl. it was like a beast stalking his prey, a slow cunning chase to the death, the target locked and chased. the brisk walking turned to full on flight as he starting to dash back to his abode, running with everything he had towards his home."this is end for me", he kept thinking again and again as he dashed for dear life. It was lucky that he left the door unlocked, saving him precious seconds as he dashed inside and his in his room.
The policeman giving chase called for backup before dashing inside the house, and fought to stifle a scream. in-front of him was a small sneaker drenched with the blood of its last possessor, a little further along he spotted the half eaten, bloody remains of a doctor, his blue scrubs soaked in red, coagulated blood, giving off a stench. He turned around just in time to catch a glimpse of the person he was pursuing before a cloth of sweet smelling chemical was smacked over his mouth, making him dizzier by the minute.
it was difficult, it was reckless, had he been caught, it would've been the end of his game. However as he smiled, twisted the police officers neck and caressed his cheek there was only one thing on his mind. "No more hunger, it is time to feast"
The policeman giving chase called for backup before dashing inside the house, and fought to stifle a scream. in-front of him was a small sneaker drenched with the blood of its last possessor, a little further along he spotted the half eaten, bloody remains of a doctor, his blue scrubs soaked in red, coagulated blood, giving off a stench. He turned around just in time to catch a glimpse of the person he was pursuing before a cloth of sweet smelling chemical was smacked over his mouth, making him dizzier by the minute.
it was difficult, it was reckless, had he been caught, it would've been the end of his game. However as he smiled, twisted the police officers neck and caressed his cheek there was only one thing on his mind. "No more hunger, it is time to feast"










