"MUM!! I'M HOME!!" Harry shouted, knowing his Mother would probably be gardening.
"Hey honey!! I was worried since you were late home. I left you some cold fish and chips, pop them in the microwave and it should be fine to eat. Love you!" She walked out of the hallway quietly. Harry microwaved his dinner, ate, and went to bed.
"Darling... Are you awake..?" His Mother said in a withered voice.
"Mum?" Harry looked to where the voice had came from, and almost fainted to see half is Mother's face ripped of, bleeding. "Daaarrrllliiinnnggg........"
Harry fainted, and woke up to be at a long, narrow table. Like the ones you get at a meeting, perhaps. "Hello, Harry. This may be shocking to you right now, but don't panic. Less panicking, more eating." Jerry said, as he took a slice of pie, and passed it down the long table, it spinning quite swiftly. Harry couldn't tell the flavour, it wasn't the nicest
flavour, or the worst, but he ate. And so did Jerry. Unexpectedly, Jerry started laughing quietly. "Why are you laughing, Jerry?" Asked Harry, politely.
"It's just amusing to see you chew on your own Mother's flesh. But again, less panicking, more eating." He laughed
grimly, grinning insanely.
Harry woke up from his terrible, horrific nightmare, trying to calm himself down. But it wasn't his alarm that woke him...
YOU ARE READING
Traitor
HorrorThis book, is based on Harry, who has a friend called Jerry. This book may have a mixture of, Cannibalism, death, dreams, and maybe the slightest comedy. Be warned, humans. Aliens is what you are about to witness.
