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ALTTERNATIVE PROLOUGE
The moon shined brightly through the trees, cries of pain disturbed the silences that usually dominated the forest. Birds flew out of the trees, and creatures scurried through the damp leaves, trying to get away from the wooden building that occupied the clearing.
The black door to the building opened up with a loud bang. A dark skinned man, with black uneven cut hair, wearing nothing but what looked like faded blue jeans, carried a struggling body, in his arms.
The man’s face was twisted in glee, as he stared down on the person he was carrying.
Yet, it was not completely a person. His, a male by the look of it, arms were cleanly cut off to the elbow, and his legs were cut off to the knee. Blood gushed out of the nubs; the male struggled and twitched with pain. He would soon die of blood loss.
The man carried the body to a sort of ditch, and threw it in.
“Wait!” The injured male moaned, stretching a nub upwards towards the other male.
The cannibal simply grinned wider, and turned to see a wolf bounding towards the ditch.
“Dinner time my love.” The cannibal said to the growling dog.
The wolf bared his teeth and jumped into the ditch. The man inside screamed loudly as the wolf bit into his face.
“Help!” The male cried, his voice muffled by the wolf. He didn’t yell for long. The dog ripped out his tongue and chewed on it before spitting it out to feast on the rest of the body.
“Quit fucking around!” A raspy voice suddenly said to the cannibal that was watching the dog.
Another dark skinned man stood beside the ditch. He had long white hair, a beaky nose, with rotten sharpened teeth sticking out over his lips.
“Sorry.” The cannibal apologized to him. He ran into the building and closed the door.
The older cannibal climbed down into the ditch, and chuckled at the sight of the dog. He grabbed the same body and tilted the eaten face upwards, where the neck was exposed. Baring his teeth, he bit into the neck. He chewed on the raw human flesh, blood trickled down his chin.
“Good boy.” The cannibal said to the wolf. He scratched the wolf’s ears, and continued to feast.
The neck was soon completely eaten, a scrap of flesh clinged onto the bone.
Standing up, the man smiled and greedily licked his lips. He climbed out of the ditch and made his way into the building, slamming the door closed behind him.
Inside, the building was dark, except for the flickering of old fashioned lamps. A faint smell of rotten flesh, and blood filled the air.
The older cannibal walked through the hallways, where doors were set along on each side, and you could hear human presence inside of them.
He made his way to last door alongside the hallway; he opened it up and stepped in.
Inside were many mechanical devices, and a couple of human bodies were thrown carelessly into the corner. The younger cannibal who had previously been outside, looked up and saw the other man.
He quickly grabbed a badly burned female body, and slung it over his shoulder, and walked out of the room.
The man looked around the room, and walked over to the bodies. One twitched, it was small, but the man grinned all the same.
He kicked a few bodies aside, and came to see it was a woman who had moved. Her eyes widened, as the cannibal stared down at her.
“It seems your not dead yet.” He said, smiling. And with that, he grabbed the woman and threw her onto a large metal chair connected to a mechanical device overhead.
The man began tying the woman up, tears streamed down her face. She opened her mouth to speak, but only a gurgling sound came out. Her tongue, or what was left of it, had been cut out.
The cannibal walked over to a sort of switch control, and pressed a couple of buttons. The device above her slowly sank down around her head.
The device had many graters attached to it. The cannibal pulled a small lever, and the graters pushed towards her face, and started quickly going up and down, against her flesh.
The woman screamed the best she could, but the graters wouldn’t stop. Flesh fell to the floor in strips, and blood trickled through the blades of the graters.
The cannibal pulled back the lever, and the graters pulled away from the woman. Her face was mutated, the skin was scraped clean, and an eyeball was dangling against her cheek bone.
The cannibal went over to her, and pulled out a knife from his pocket. He fingered it between his hands, and admired the glistening of the blade. He then stabbed the woman in the stomach, and stabbed her in the neck.
The female was dead, and so the man began to eat, once again.
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