wake up. (haha did you get the joke it's chop suey guys)
you open your eyes and are met with a blinding light, your eyeballs catching fire as you scream in pain.
a wing slaps your face. you hear a caw from over your shoulder.
the crow.
you turn and face your kidnapper, your mouth tightly bound with flex tape.
the crow sticks up its middle feather, and you instinctively gasp as the crow slides a grease-covered pan in your direction.
no. no no no no no no no.
the pan is empty, the cornbread is gone.
you weep, tears stringing down the slab of flex tape and falling to the floor in a puddle.
the crow pecks at the last remaining crumb at the bottom of the pan, and you are forced to watch as he swallows it whole.
your mind races as the love of your life is consumed by the large flying rat, and you can do nothing about it.
