You were aware of Jack’s rather unusual eating habits, but you didn’t exactly plan to stumble into his feeding grounds; interrupting his meal.

You watched, partially disgusted and slightly impressed as he tore apart the poor victim, his tongues slithering out as he ate their kidneys.

“Did you need something?” He glanced back at you, his voice gravelly like always. “Spit it out.” Jack demanded, licking the blood off his fingers by using his multiple tongues.