2nd Chance

Chapter 6- Come on down too lycant city

After the onslaught, I figured I could just camp here till my food rots or until I eat it all. The latter seems more likely, especially seeing as I immediately crunch down on some of there bones, ripping out their marrow and same old same old, feasting on their flesh. I ate Jordan just as I eat these people, but it's all for my survival, I think. Why is it that our kind would eat other then that? Do I get nutrition from it, I must do right? It's not only so the virus can reproduce in another person's body. I quickly finish up all the bodies and decide to go out the front door but too my dismay it was locked, I had too go bad the way I came. I walk up the stairs and go through the door, I don't even glance at the bones of Jordan, or even think about the fact I eat everything but. Instead I run too the other door and leap down it landing on my toes and fists, then I charge too the other side of the hallway and smash my body through the door and as I do my sights fall upon the man that sat outside. Was he here all that time? Just sat there drunken? His gaze slowly drifted toward me and as our eyes locked I pounced at him and consumed his body, bones and everything. All that was left was the glass that smashed on the pavement as I swallowed everything, and just moved on.
It seems every time I eat another person it becomes more... unentertaining. I mean they don't squirm anymore because I've eaten so many they're so easy too eat, it's sad. Maybe I should venture into the woods past this town and eat a few lycants there.

As I wandered around the mostly desolate town I noticed that there were a bunch of abandoned towers that were seemingly torn too scraps as though lycants were here, good sign. If i trekked all the way out this town following the tracks left by them, I'll eventually reach wherever they reside. If I remember rightly, they taught us that lycants are extremely similar too wolves when hunting, except far more advanced, taking several packs of them and trapping their prey. I'd assume all the scratches on the defences are due too the lycants attempting, and possibly succeeding, too tear defenders from their posts, if I follow back the trail of marks then perhaps I'll find the hideout.

I walked all the way through the repurposed yet still decrepit town, and reached the edge of the town where I was met with a signpost. Speed limit? Ha, okay sign I'll go as fast as I can.

As I followed the tracks they left, I could see they were fading. They were slowing down around here, I'm probably close.

Hmm that's odd, right here. The tracks just stop right outside the forest. I bent down too touch it and was immediately jumped by about five to six wolves, not lycants, wolves. They tucked at me and pulled at me till I fell too the ground and prevented me from getting up till four of them had me pinned too the ground. Then they all but one turned into humans, so I guess they were lycants but they didn't look like lycants in their canine forms. It was alarming too me I'd seen nothing like it.

"Ahh, this one is strong, but it seems too be missing some parts it seems."
It was an utterance of the head honcho, he wore a cloak... and a scowl. Fortunately his transformation back too human included his clothes, somehow. Unlike other lycants these ones, aren't rabid nor overly hairy although they do have a distinct lack of skin showing whilst in human form.

The guy spoke again,
"Come on down too lycant city, where the meat is fresh, and the bitches are furry."
Before letting out an inordinately evil laugh.