Reader POV
You feel yourself lumber through the forest. You try to stop but it's like something is dragging you.
You feel you heart stop as you feel like your full body has pins and needles.
You look down at your hands. The flesh turns black and drops off your hands like an oozing goop. Your bone becomes exposed revealing a pare of skeletal hands.
Your vision keeps switching from fine to loosing focus. The trees begin falling. The grass under your feet leaving fiery footprints behind you.
You feel blood in your mouth and tears down your face.
You smell rotting flesh coming from you like you've bathed in dead walkers. It makes you feel nauseous but you can't be sick like your body won't let you. It feels like your stomach acid has leaked all over your other organs.
You taste the metallic taste of your blood fill your mouth as it spill down your front and covers your boots.
You hear whispers fill the air telling you it's your fault and you're a failure. You want to react but you just keep moving.
You feel like your battling yourself. You keep on having momentarily control over your actions.
You try as hard as possible to move your limbs and you get a small amount out of your best effort. You watch as you body is basically dragged through the wood.
You try to block out the whispering and focus on moving. All of a sudden your vision goes back to normal. Thank god for that. Your hands look pale. The whispering is gone.
You feel like there is a black hole in your stomach...
You hunger overwhelms your mind. You feel a second entity enter your mind and consume your thoughts.
You hear a bark behind you. You stop to see scout stood behind you. You turn.
Fooood...
No that's our best friend.
Fresh meat...
You can't do that.
In my way...
You try turning your body but it only works very slightly.
Fine if your so adamant to waste away.
That's not what I want. I'm just as hungry as you. We are in the same body. Just not him.
What about your girlfriend or your little boys.
Not them either. Off limits.
What a waste of potentially good meat. Once we've stripped there flesh off their bones they'd only be a mouthful anyway.
You're such a psychopath you know that.
I'm the one trying to keep us alive.
There are thousands of things to eat I'm just saying no too those 4.
Fine ya little bitch.
Your the one hellbent on eating everything.
Like you said your just as hungry as me. Doesn't a nice big chunk of flesh sound delicious. Stripped right off our enemies. Absorbing there energy so we can go and kill more people and eat them too...
Does sound nice. You feel your mouth watering. You shake your head to get the idea out.
You want it don't you?
No!
You do!
I won't eat another person.
Your fine with killing them though. You do the hard part all you need to do is have a taste. Leaving them there to rot is a waste. Put their flesh to use and eat it for more energy.
Just fucking drop it! I won't turn into a cannibal.
You come to a clearing. It's got a rock sat directly in the middle. You see a bear laying dead on the floor.
Now that's a meal!
You can't stop yourself. You begin tearing at the bear and eating its flesh and intestines. You feel your stomach fill and fill until you've cleared a chunk out of it.
See nice isn't it. Now to move to people.
You limp over to the rock and sit down with your back against it.
Nooo! What are you doing. We need more! I want you to go to your worthless group and devour their faces.
Naaa I think I'm going to take a nap.
I won't let you. I'll keep you moving.
If I just stay here then you can't harm anyone I care about.
So your going to kill us. You do realise that they'll come and find you. They'll take you home and then your inside their walls were no other walker can reach. You can have your own personal diner.
You really are crazy.
Scout comes and sniffs at your face. He looks scared of you.
Take a bite.
You try to stop yourself but your mind is overpowered and you watch yourself go to bite your dog. He dodges it.
Don't eat him!
I have no use for him so he's just food.
If I tell you why he's useful will you let him live.
No! I will eat everything.
He can lead us to food if we keep him alive.
True. I'll eat him last then.
This side of you really is insane.
Scout whimpers as he backs away from you. You lean for him to stroke his head but he runs away. In the direction of the school. Shit. I hope he doesn't bring them to me.
Look he's gone to fetch help. Or should I say food.
Just stop.
We are going to wait right here so we can wait for the food to come to us.
They won't come...
You know they will.
You knew he was right. All you can do is wait because now you've sat down your leg has given in.
The dead eyes of the bear stare at you as you wait. They had to be stuck in that position didn't they.
After a short while you begin to hear footsteps around you.
Shite...
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