Even as I am writing this now they are still watching me. With their beady, pale white eyes they yearn for the hunger of my blood and soul. Being a normal as I am in this world of the raw beasts I was only a participant in this horrid game that they call HI (Hunger Intellegance).It would usually be ok but it is starting to get too much and I fear that I shall be deemed as "unfit" and as soon as that happens I get dropped into the house where you are trapped and the white beasts are released.I shall be left for dead and no one will ever know. OH SUGAR they are growling now, liking their lips as I cowardly crouch beside the roaring fire, my new found best friend. I am not a stranger to their respective owners as I have crossed paths with them before in a very unfortunate incident involving one of the beasts and a live dog. Anyway, as I crouch beside my friend, the beasts start to move. They move in slow but stretched glides.
