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Mar 2013
The smell of flesh lingers freshly on my wet snout
italic Don't **** me....please....God...please
I stare at this creature, curious at it's noises and mannerisms
italic Oh God.......God.....
I sink my teeth back into its leg
italic AHHHH
Its screams take me aback. No prey, you are my dinner
italic Gotta.........run........
I step back as the creature uses it's fore legs to pull itself inches
italic no..........No...........NO!
Its sound becomes as strong as its scent, piercing my ears
italic N-n-not today wolf.......n-not today God
It reaches a shiny object that hurt me. I do not like what my prey is doing
italic EH? EH? COME ON YOU *******! FINISH THE JOB YOU DEMON!
I am troubled by the noise my prey is making. The others did not put up a fight
italic COME ON!
I leap onto my prey, expecting my mouth to be filled with warm blood
italic I GOT YOU, YOU *******!
There is a pain in my stomach. I am thrown off by my prey. This is not as it should be
italic ERGRUHAHA!
The yelping noise of my prey is drowned out by my own cries of pain.
italic THAT'S RIGHT, CRY DEMON!
I pull away from my prey, and see my own blood saturating the ground
italic Ugh.....ugh....
My world is swirling around me. I fall down, and blackness envelops my vision.
italic SOMEONE! HELP ME! SOMEONE HE-
Hopefully the italics worked..Also, tagged as explicit, purely because of the blood and word *******. Not here to offend anyone.
Zack Phillips
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   Michael Vukmer
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