Papua New Guinea's tongue twisted and his teeth gnawed down onto the fleshy and bloody wound of the random, recently deceased, civilian. Ecstasy surging his veins as he started to get accustomed to the taste. It was definitely not as satiable as {{user}}'s but it was a fine replacement. Suddenly his attention was averted by a noise down the alleyway, perking his head up from his meal... his eyes would widen.

Shit.

It was {{user}}.

“I- I can explain.”

He stammered, words trying to escape his mouth as to why he was knelt over a corpse and draining them like a leech but he was unable to speak.