PROLOGUE

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Matt was dead.

He was more than dead, in Kira's opinion. He was Halloween decorations. His entrails where spread throughout the small dining room that used to belong to him. Mutilated limbs lay scattered across the floor like someone had just dropped a broken toy and blood spatters where staining the once-white walls.

Really, the only reason Kira recognized her boyfriend was because of the head that lay at her feet. It was definitely his.
The most troubling thing, however, was not that Matt's head was no longer attached to his body...

It was that someone was eating his body.

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~~Sorry. I know it's really short but it's only a draft.
Comments would be awesome just be nice~~
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