The Hunger

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I wake up mortified by a lingering stench. I feel damp and notice that I'm drenched in blood and sweat. I can't really remember anything. I'm just kinda scared. 

I glance around some more taking in the dirty room. Just wood. Must be a cabin. I begin to hear whispers. I must be going crazy.

"Hey."-I think I hear in a hushed tone.

"Hey."-I think they repeated.

"Hello?"-I say aloud.

No answer.

I get up and survey the area. I take heavy steps as if I'm going to fall. My balance is shaky and I have a searing pain in my feet. Each blister-inducing step doesn't make my walking any easier.

"Hey."-I believe I hear again.

I mentally tell myself I'm hearing things again.

'Sabrina"-I hear.

My inner voice must be messing with me. 

I walk around seeing things move in the dark corners of the room. Its just your mind,its only your mind. You have to be hallucinating. I reassure myself.

I see a door creak open in the distance. I begin to see a bed with crimson red sheets and one ripped up pillow. There is a bedside table with a plate containing my favorite foods and a fresh glass of orange juice. Must be early morning.

I begin walking-no running to the blessed room. 

Everything disappears when I smash into a wall. Face first.

The smell of french toast topped with powered sugar and syrup leaves my nose. My mouth is dry without the orange juice and my stomach aches for just one bite to release the pain as my hunger builds up.

From where I'm standing I hear the leaves rustling outside. My head tells me not to move but I walk to the nearest door anyways. 

I open it to a sweet rabbit. I pet its soft warm body as my hunger takes over. I pick it up as it trys to hop away. I lick my lips and snap its neck. 

Barely clothed with a quick breeze,I go back inside. 

I sit on the floor and begin to feast on its flesh. Its warm blood dripping from my mouth,staining my face as the blood drys.

My tongue still dry,I hunt for a drink when it pours rain.

I toss the carcass down and go outside. I open my mouth wide as the wet substance quenches my thirst.

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Hey. Lindsay here,Hope this is good. Lemme know.

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