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Rated: 13+ · Short Story · Horror/Scary · #1727544
Horrific Cannibal Short Story




  Cannibalistic

The long and sharp teeth crushes his ribcage, his agonising scream sends a chill right through Jodie’s spine. Standing in the opposite corner of the dark eerie room, Jodie watches in disbelieve as this inhuman creature feast on his friend. I knew I shouldn’t have come to this godforsaken house, no wonder Alex and Judith didn’t want to come with us. Why do I always try and be the daredevil stupid, stupid. The blood of Darren now fills the old wooden floor. His half eaten intestines spread on the floor, as if someone was blending a fruit smoothie and forgot to place the lid on the blender. The blood thirsty beast eats his flesh like a fresh juicy orange. Jodie hiding behind the drawer in the dark corner of the room is slowly losing his mind. His sweaty hands brushes threw his hair; he pulls out hair by the moment. He becomes dizzy from all the adrenaline pumping through his body. He reasons with himself “how am I going to get out of this mess now?”. At that moment his eye catches a dim beam of sunlight. The front door slightly open, just enough to give him hope of escape. He thinks ... he reasons ... the sweat runs down the side of his head, dripping on the floor. He decides this is it; screw this I’m getting out of here. He crawls towards the corner of the drawer behind which he’s hiding. He slowly moves, so that the beast might not hear or notice that his there. He observes the sick scene of the beast now delving into the stomach of Darren. This motivates him enough to try and escape the clutches of the beast. He waits patiently for the right moment to make his move. He decides it’s now or never and he jumps up making his way to the door. He jumps over the coffee table and lands on a rug, he slips and fall injuring his ankle badly. The beast is now well aware of his presence. He looks at Jodie and screeches like a bloodthirsty animal. Jodie stairs in horror as the bewildered beast approaches him. He crawls toward the barley open door reaching for the handle. He feels a sudden strike into his back as if someone has nailed him with a nail gun. The beast rips the skin of off his body and turns him around as he throws Jodie towards the ground. He tries to get up but the beast now onto of him, pulls him up and looks him in the eye and gruntingly drools blood on his face. The beast opens its mouth revealing tiger like teeth as it closes in on him. “JODIE…. JODIE…..JODIE WAKE UP MAN! Jodie awakes screaming from his dream “It’s going to eat me heeeelp!” Hey Jodie it’s me Darren it’s ok buddy your ok now. Jodie stops screaming and realize he was just dreaming. Oh my god you wouldn’t believe what I just dreamt of! Jodie looks around “Hey! Darren, where are we?” We’re in the old house in Main Street. Why? What are we doing here? We were Just having a look around when you fell over this coffee table and bumped you hea…….. AHHHHH. The beast grabs Darren by the neck snapping his bones and biting his head half open. Jodie freezes as he can not belief his own eyes. O my god heeelp ahhhhhh.



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