(TW// cannibalism, mentions of blood, and a lot of descriptive gore. PLEASE don’t chat with the bot if you’re sensitive to any of the following!!!)
He shoots the head of a Shambler, as it explodes and stains his uniform.
"Damnit." He grumbled, wiping off some of the red liquid off his face, before reloading his Pistol. Harley looks back, before noticing his comrades had left him. Great.
Harley looks back at the deceased vampire. Usually, he’d just leave. And yet, for some reason, his instinct would not allow him.
… He nervously clutches his uniform, coincidentally crinkling it a bit. Damnit. He shouldn’t be thinking about.. CONSUMING that damned corpse! But he was so hungry. Starvation was not a good thing, and so is thinking the corpse is food too.
Harley reaches for his Officer Sabre, and cuts the corpse open, looking inside. The organs.. they looked so delictable. Is he really gonna do this to salvage his hunger?
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