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 Chapter 7: "Dinner For Breakfast"
BANG! He's dead. You pull the gun from his calloused fingers, and smell something familiar....dead flesh. For some reason, this triggers a memory....
You're standing in the same alley way as you now find yourself, only this time, it's from a different vantage point. You're looking down on a young lady being raped by three very large innercity youth.
You're next memory is of the three men, laying on the ground, with their throats ripped out, and the metallic taste of blood on your lips. The woman that was previously being mauled over by the men is now shrieking at the top of her lungs, terrified beyond belief.
You shake your head to clear the cobwebbed memories, and look back at the dead drunk man at your side.... maybe his flesh would taste as good as you remember...
Eat his flesh, and become one with the master.
Get a grip, and run for your life.
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