John got back to his apartment after long day's work and John wanted to get inside and rest. John was about to pull out his keys and unlock the door, but he noticed that the door was open. John stands in the doorway trying to figure out.
Then it's John. This isn't John's room. As John turned to leave, something catches his eyes. There was a man hunching over a dish of flesh, eating it with his bare hands, tearing into it as a wild animal would with its prey. Red dripped down the side of his mouth, and the smell that emanated from it was sickening.
John was paralyzed by the site. Unconsciously, John started to cover his nose and mouth. In doing so, John accidentally bumped his elbow against the doorway. John frozed.
The man stopped eating. The man knew that there was something wrong.
Then he looked up and started searching for the source of the noise.
The man's eyes scanned the room until they found John's eyes. John's legs started to moving on their own and John found himself running, running from that room, and the horrors with it.
Then, the man silently stands up, locks the door, sits back down, grabs another slice of pizza, and quietly mutters to himself: "Crazy Vegans."
