Hunger #Wattys2017

Intro

In the twilight of a crisp fall evening, a teenager wonders the boulevards of Steven and Bravest. They stumble across a house of squeaky hinged doors, torn wooden exterior, and missing shingles.

They walked into the house with curiosity rushing through their body. Bare feet on the cold, splintering wood, a gentle hand pushing against the worn door with sneakers and stocking being held in the other, tiptoeing to discover what was inside this shabby living space.

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A man about in his mid-thirties, brown, shaggy hair and freckles, saw the teenager wander into the house. He ran to and inside of it, not expecting darkness to fill within it. Tossing his fear to the side, he started to look for the teen.

"Kid! Hey kid where are you?" called the man.

A squeak was heard from the door. As the noise grew louder, as soon as the man turned around, the door closed. A few spots of moonlight leaking through a broken window was the only light source in this abandoned hellhole.

The man's fear was slowly starting to creep up on him and also...who he was looking for...

Feeling a presence behind him, he turned to see what seemed to be a young girl step out from the shadows. She had bronze skin with yellow undertones. She was wearing a white sweater with roses all over it, sky blue shorts, black thigh highs, and sneakers. Looking at the person's face, it was actually a boy that possessed these clothes on his body. With his messy jet black hair and black eyes that stared into the man's soul.

"Oh there you are!" the man happily exclaimed as he ran up to the teenage boy.

He hugged him like he was his own. A sharp pain in his shoulder caused him to break the hug from the boy. When he uncovered his hand from his shoulder, blood was dripping from his fingers. He looked at it in horror. He not only noticed that a piece of his shirt was missing, but a piece of the flash of the shoulder as well. He looked back at the boy, he had a piece of the shirt and flesh from his shoulder dangling from his mouth.

The boy spat out the cloth but swallowed the skin.

"Wh-what are you?" trembled the man.

The boy didn't respond with words, he just stared back at him. His cheeks were sunken on his face, his pupils and irises disappeared from his eyes, antlers began to sprout from his head, and his ears turned to that of a deer's. The boy grew to be seven feet, his hands turned clawed, his arms long and bony, his legs were also long and that of a deer's.

He jumped onto the man and began to devour him with great ferocity, each new bite with more flesh than the last. Blood-curdling screams stemmed from the man's mouth from each pain-induced bite from this literal monster of a human being.