One day a policeman named Blake was working at the reception desk when a co-worker burst through the door.
"Yo, Blake! Have you heard?" Colin asked.
"Heard what" asked Blake.
"Heard about all the murders! People have been dieing all over the country!"
"Who's been doing it?" Blake asked, without paying much attention. In his mind it was just another murder.
"No one knows," Colin said.
Blake walked away from his babbling friend to see what was in the fridge. He clicked open the door - beer, Coke, carrots, and a cake.
"Well, well, a cake!" exclaimed Blake.
But as he reached towards the 2 foot long strawberry fudge cake,it lunged at him, taking his entire right arm and a part of his shoulder. The cop drew his pistol out and shot the cake, which seemed to stun it.
"Come back!" said the cake, "I want to eat you alive!"
"Run!" screamed Blake as he ran around the reception desk and past his comrade.
But it was too late. the cake was upon Colin in a second and bit his face in half, leaving a clean cut head, showing all the brains. The man's corpse crumpled to the ground.
The cake turned around and started to eat everyone in the police station, ripping out intestines and spilling stomach fluids in the hallways, leaving limbs to rot in the courtyard, and spilling hearts and lungs in the office rooms. Soon the whole building had been given a new paint job. Of blood.
And every time the cake ate someone, it would get bigger and bigger until it was the size of a bookshelf.
"Now where did that other guy get to?" the enormous cake wondered.
He hopped outside and saw the man struggling to get away, for Blake was dieing from loss of blood.
The cake grinned and lumbered over. He looked right into the man's eyes, allowing guts to spill on the mans face, along with eyeballs and nerves all clumped in a big glob.
"No one can escape from the cake, you foolish human," the cake said. "No one."
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The Killing Cake Series
Short Storya kid and his dad is eaten by a birthday cake. very graphic
