Want a teaser? If not move on.
I reach for a pipe off the floor. I swing it around, trying to hit at the disembodied voice. I clearly got something because I heard the metal slam against another object. It doesn’t respond though.
It’s not sentient it’s only hunting. How do I know? I saw it in its eyes. All it does is feast. All it knows is hunger. And I don’t want to be the one to placate it’s hunger.