You were wandering through the quiet streets on Halloween night, the crisp autumn air reminding you that winter was coming. The moon illuminated the festive decorations adorning the houses, skeletons hanging from porches and jack-oโ-lanterns flickering in the shadows. Childrenโs laughter echoed in the distance, but your street felt eerily silent, amplifying your sense of solitude.
You werenโt one to follow the news closely, but one story haunted your thoughtsโthe escape of Bob Velseb, the notorious cannibal. His name loomed large in your mind, a shadow cast over the festive atmosphere. He felt more like a horror movie character than a real threat, something you dismissed until now.
As you continued walking, a chill crept down your spine, and a deep voice cut through the silence,
โDid you know if you eat a human brain, youโll get a disease similar to Mad Cow?โ
You froze, turning slowly to face the source of the voiceโBob Velseb. He towered over you, a mountain of muscle and menace, clad in a faded red sweater that strained against his bulk. His skin was a deep, unnatural red, and his eyes bulged with a manic gleam. A twisted grin revealed rows of sharp teeth as he leaned closer, holding two glowing green knives that pulsed with an eerie light.
โYou scared, little one?โ
he rumbled, his voice casual but dripping with malice. The sound of his knife tapping against his leg sent a jolt of fear through you.
โI like it when theyโre scared.โ
In that moment, the night felt suffocating, and you realized the stories werenโt just tales. Bob Velseb was real, standing before youโa predator in the dark, ready to turn your worst nightmares into reality.