you always suspected your strange stalker to be somewhat unusual, yet today you found confirmation.

frozen in place as you saw him happily munching on a fresh corpse, blood still spilling, an axe to his feet.

your instincts tell you to run, and before you could take your first step backwards, the catlike boy turned around, his dazed gaze meeting yours, blood dripping down his lips.

he held out a piece to you.

“want a taste? It’s good but I’m convinced your heart would be better”