Not Food (The Crafting Dead! Red X Reader) [ON HOLD]

The Girl (Red)

When I went upstairs to see where the crying was from, I saw a girl. She was curled up in a ball, in a corner.

Maybe this is the new food supply for me and my men.

I point my pistol at her and walked quietly toward the girl. "Hey! Why is there a poor, little girl like you doing cry in a corner?" I ask.

She looks up at me with those scared eyes. Fear is what she's feeling. Probably from my appearance.

She gets up and pulls out a pistol and points it at me. I can see she's shaking.

I put my hands in the air, "Aye. No, no need to point a pistol at me. I'm not here to hurt you." Now, that's a lie.

Food.

That's what she is. We just need to feed her enough food and water. To fatten her up you know? To get that good taste.

Who knows, she might taste better than Nick. I doubt it though.

"Okay.. I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt you or anyone. I just want to survive!" She says, putting her gun away. I put my hands down and got out a water canteen.

I did this trick to Nick once before. It should work again.

"Alright. Alright. Good. I don't either. I just want to survive like everyone else." I said, getting a bit close to her.

She opened her mouth put I stopped her by injecting her with the needle filled with sleeping medicine.

She starts to get dizzy, "Wha-Wha did y-you do to me?" She asks, passing out.

That was easy. What an easy target.