"Yeah" "Sounds good!" "I'm down!" the boys concur - you're on the menu.
The black haired boy holds up his hand to stop their conversation. "First thing's first, though. There's one of him and four of us... do we split him or decide which one of us gets him?"
You don't like where this is going. These kids have a good long while before they're full-fledged predators, but the hunger of a lad is never something to be underestimated. You remember reading an article of a serial vorer that did his level best to clear out a subdivision. After a month, a private investigator tracked down a kid no older than 9 with a generous layer of pudge on his belly, butt and thighs. He was squatting bare-assed over a fresh pile of bone-studded crap. The most shocking thing was that when he turned around, his bulging stomach was the size of a duffel bag - a whole squirming man was digesting inside! Moral of the story: anything is possible.
You struggle against your bonds and tears of terror stream down your cheek. The blonde walks over to you, "aw, look - he's sad. That's no good! We want happy meals!" So, what do you guys think? Do we cook 'im and split him four ways? Does one of us get 'im all to ourselves?
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