The Deer

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Josh's POV

I killed it.
Just like that, I looked at it for a couple seconds, then ran towards it.
It did no move.
And I tore the deer apart, piece by piece, eating it raw.
It tasted worse then anything I've tried before, but I just kept eating it.
And it did not move.
I heard it again; the voice, "we stay in place, because we don't want to lose our lives," I wondered if this had something to do with the deer
It was being torn apart, yet it just stood there letting me eat the poor deer alive.
"I don't know why I, feed on emotion."
There it was again, the voice.
And this time I had an idea of what it all meant.

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