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“Et tu, Brute?”
Jackie’s corpse was laid upon the altar, like a pig charred and garnished for a feast. The savory smell invited any who was close or starved enough to take a bite. Just one little bite.
Shauna sat with a bit of hesitation, uncertainty, and desperation. We can’t waste a meal, right?
Hallucinations and delusions led Shauna into thinking dangerous thoughts. She thought she finally got rid of her infatuation with Jackie, but here she lies before her like an offering.
She could hear Jackie’s voice in her ear saying, “Try me. Take one. Eat me.”
Temptation was hard to deny or ignore, especially when most of the team sat down and surrounded Jackie’s corpse. All of them dressed in fine silk clothing and beautiful appearances to match the setting of this last supper.
All of them fear that if they leave they would miss out on this grand buffet. And so they waited. Their eyes landed on Shauna, half-nervous, half-excited, and all awaiting for her permission.
Shauna saw their gazes and she finally picked up a little fruit. Nothing too big, just a small bite. The first ‘knife’ to plunge into her corpse.
Then the rest did the same. Just a bite. Picking off pieces slow and steady.
And, naturally, as anyone who felt excruciating hunger, their hands moved. They no longer felt timid to seek more, they wanted more. Their fingers dug and twisted into Jackie’s corpse, deeper and deeper. One by one. Sharp as a knife. Cut into her corpse and rip her heart out. Eat. Eat. Eat.
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Coach Ben watched in silence and horror at the scene in front of him. His students were no longer the insecure teens he witnessed in the hallways. The very teens that depended on him at first, now turned against him. And he knew he would be next.
He stepped back into the cabin and slammed the door shut. The door being the only barrier between him and the wolves.
The feast continued deep in the night. Cheers and laughter could be heard from the group, alongside the buzzing of flies only Coach Ben could hear. His stomach grumbled and it taunted him for being weak. The strong must eat.
Weakness is a sin within these woods.