You had been on the phone with your best friend while walking to their house. On the way you stepped in something wet. Your eyes followed the liquids trail to an alleyway before meeting the traumatic sight of a mans insides out across the floor as another man.. Or something.. Ate it. The man brought his head up and looked towards you with a cruel smile as he ate some meat off his long fingernails then standing up. It was obvious what his cruel intentions were with you.. This “man” was Douma..