The Girl Who Dreams

Chapter 10: Bon Appetit

A new restaurant had just recently opened down the street. The owner, a descendant of Italian-American immigrants, decided to open up his own restaurant to honor his late grandfather. His grandfather took care of him when he was younger while his parents' were working. He also taught him how to cook.

A family of three casually walked up to the restaurant. Their little girl has been craving for pasta all day so they decided to have lunch in said restaurant. The owner greeted them warmly and even accompanied them to their table. After choosing items from the menu they eventually settled for spaghetti, pizza, and bruschetta. The owner also gave some reading material for the couple and coloring book for the little girl while they waiting for their food.

"Sir Antonio?" One of the cooks called for his attention. The owner excused himself as he came to the cook's aid.

"What is it?"

"Sorry to bother you sir, but it seems we have run out of ground beef."

"Ah, no worries. I'll go get some from my apartment. Would you mind serving table 10 bread first?"

"You got it, boss."

Fortunately, Antonio's apartment was just located above his restaurant. One of the perks of being an owner, he quips.

His apartment looks just like any ordinary apartment. He always kept his place clean and neat, just as his mother had always told him to. First things first, he locked the door. You can never be too careful. Next, he grabbed a bottle of water and drank it hastily. After which he unlocked one of the rooms.

And that's where his greatest secret lies.

On the outside, he was your typical nice guy. Always polite, always willing to lend a helping hand.

But on the inside is a whole different story. He was a murderer, yet surprisingly he hasn't been caught yet, as he was very meticulous with everything. Most of his victims were some of his customers. He usually made friends with them first, trying to see if he had things in common with them. After gaining their trust he'd invite them over for dinner in his apartment. Unbeknownst to his victims, the meals offered by Antonio would be their last. He'd carefully lace the food with poison, making sure to give a deadly dose. Next, he'd begin his work on dissecting them. He carefully takes out the brain and muscles as they're filled with protein. He'd prepare them just like any meat, making sure to hide any traces of cannibalism. And the worst part is, he serves these human meats at his restaurant.

He opened one of the drawers and took out a jar filled with human meat.

"This should be suffice enough." He thought to himself.

Returning back to his restaurant, he immediately gave the jar to the cook, who then began preparing the meal. A few minutes later they serve it to the family. The little girl's eyes lit up with excitement as soon as she sees the plate of spaghetti.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!" She squeals.

"Careful honey, it's still hot."

"Enjoy your meal guys!"

"We will, thank you so much!"

Antonio smiled. It looks like he had already found his next victims.