Just as Zack landed on the ground, there was a loud thud, as he felt himself land on something, or someone. He looked down, seeing himself sitting on some guy wearing a skiing mask. In his hand was a crowbar, and he instantly knew that this guy must be trying to rob his house!
"Oh, what do we have here?" Zack said, scowling at the man.
The man opened his eyes, looking into the wolfish face of Zack. Fear filled his mind as he struggled under his weight.
"W-what are you!?"
"Me? Just know that I live in this house. And I suppose you were going to rob me?" Zack said, anger in his voice.
"M-me? No! No no no no no, I-I-I just, ah, I w-wanted to...T-to..."
Zack smiled as he grabbed the man by the neck. "You know, I was getting hungry anyway. I suppose scum like you will do."
The robber panicked as he shook his head, pleading to be let go, and that he'll change his ways. Zack merely tutted him before quickly reaching down, biting his neck and ripping his throat out. Blood filled his mouth, and he enjoyed the taste. The robber feebly struggled, blood gushing out of his neck, before he lay still, dead. Zack sighed as he looked at the growing puddle of blood on the grass of his front yard.
"Great. Gotta clean this up, so no one will suspect anything."
Zack dragged the corpse to the back yard, where he proceeded to eat his fill. Under the moonlight, the blood glistened, as his claws and fangs did their work. Once he was full, he sighed and patted his belly.
"Ah, that was delicious. I couldn't eat another bite! But what do I do with the bones?" he asked himself.
He looked at the skeleton, and the ropes of uneaten flesh and blood that still clung to it. He had to get rid of it somehow without anyone finding it, or things might get a bit problematic. He could always just bury it in the yard, where no one could find it, but his mom had started a flower garden last week. What if she does some digging and finds a finger or something? Maybe he could haul it to the forest, and hide it there. But the night is still young. What if someone sees him? Either way, he also needs to get rid of that pool of blood out front, before anyone sees that. Apparently, it's hard work killing and eating humans.
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