Part 6

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Simone pushes a large box on a cart through the factory, she eventually gets to her room, she locks her door, opening the box from the side. After a bit of struggle, the got the Upright Freezer pressed up against the back wall, plugging it into the wall socket. She slides out the trays that would be used for diffrent foods, putting them aside. She turns the tempurature as low as she could before turning. There lied Mike, a small pool of red slowly forming around his head, where she had struck him. After a bit of struggling, she fit him into the fridge, closing the door to it. Her eyes dart back to the blood on the floor, grabbing some cleaning supplies from earlier.

Simone: It's ok. It's ok! I'm gonna be fine! This will all be fine! Everything is fine! Dandy, even! I can clean this up, t-then I'll... I'll...

She looks around, tears swelling in her eyes. She got the cleaner, about to spray it but... something stops her. She looks down at the puddle of blood. Should she just... tell her father what happened? Mike did have a history in being rather spoiled, along with herself being known as a kind person. She would probably get away with it. He was gonna do something to her! She acted on istinct, right?

Simone:.. I-I-I...

She couldn't take her eyes off the now red floor. She had a million thoughts running around in her head. What she did, what HE did, what she was doing right now, and most importantly; What was gonna happen next. Her stomach ached again. She couldn't tell if was her regular stomach pains, her wanting to throw up from the stress of this, or just a random cramp. But as her though slowly calm down, it was all she could feel. It wasn't a cramp, wasn't an urge to vomit. All she could feel right now was the thing she's had for most of her life. Hunger.

Simone:... I...

She places the spray bottle down, along with the cloth. She slowly places the tip of her finger into Mike's blood. Lifting it puwards and looking at her now red finger before slowly, setting it into her mouth. And then. For just a moment. The hunger stopped.

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