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    014: Cannibal Touch

    by , 06-06-2012 at 05:24 AM (546 Views)
    Last night I had a strange dream.

    I’ll start at the interesting part: I stepped through a portal into another world. I opened my eyes and saw that I was standing upon a shaggy hill, covered in a grey, dead grass. In the distance there was a hardpan desert, blowing with thin dust. Right before me, there was a creature, almost shaped like a man. He was skeleton-thin, with long limbs. His muscles hung like pockets of flesh from his bones, and his skin was loose and veiny. He face was hollowed, with a fleshy snout and hanging grey hair. His overall appearance was dull and colorless, such that he might blend right in with the desert behind. Despite his appearance, I was not afraid of him.

    When I came through the portal, he looked up at me with empty sockets and said, slowly, “It’s only hard dust out here.”

    We looked at each other, each obviously curious about the other. After a while, he spoke again, “Can I touch your face?”

    It was a strange question, but I could tell he had never seen a being like me before and was curious. Taking his bony hand, I pressed it against my cheek.

    “It’s firm,” He said, sounding suprised, “Can I touch your neck?”

    Now I was getting a little creeped out. However, I didn’t want to offend this strange being, and so I started to take his hand to press it against my neck. As I did so, however, he stopped me.

    “Let me touch it myself. I’m not going to hurt you.”

    Hesitant, but still not wanting to offend, I consented and he touched my neck, putting a little more pressure than comfortable on the pulsing vein there.

    Next he asked, “Can I touch your heart?”

    I assumed he meant my chest, but now I felt scared. I tried to scramble back away from his outstretched hand, but my foot slipped on the dusty hillside. As I fell, his bony hand caught me in the stomach, pinning me to the ground with force. I could feel his skeletal finger digging into my belly button.

    “Ooh!” He called out in delight, “There’s more here!”

    At that moment, I knew that he intended to eat me to feed his skinny, malnourished body.

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