Jed bolted into the deserted church and slammed the door behind him. He could hear bodies collide with the wood as he bolted the door. He lurched towards the pile in the centre of the aisle, his arms filled with his spoils. He plopped it on the top with a slurp. Jed staggered back and flicked his eyeball back into its socket and gazed upon his feast. "Braaaains, all miiiine" he slurred, then dived in head first.
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