Fudge Ripple

The dark city streets on the south side was a dangerous place. No one in their right mind would go there even in the daylight hours. It was a place where the smell of death was high and guns ruled the streets. There was something dark there too. A place where there was no hope for mankind, as if the south side was a little piece of hell on earth. Demons that walk like man are inside the city and they have come to take their toll on man. One so called demon was named Zuljin and he is thirsty for power and has come to make his fortune on the south side. In the alley, it was dark. No light, not even a moon.

A young body stirred, his body twisted in pain as the drugs that ran through his veins turned to poison. His black hair was soaked with sweat and his heart started going faster and faster. Blood and tissue that he vomited forth dripped from his mouth. He screamed with agony as he felt his body go deeper into pain. Then without warning, the pain stopped. He looked about and down at himself wondering what had happened. A shadow moved from one side of the ally to the other side.

"Hello Chris," said a sarcastic voice from the shadows.

"How do you know my name? What do you want?," said Chris.

"Hmmm, I want you Chris, I want you bad. your soul will taste good going down," said the voice in a sexual manner.

"Screw you," said Chris trying to get up, a sudden pain started throbbing in his head.

Trying to shake it he stood up. He walked closer to see what was behind the shadows. He was not so much afraid, but curios of whom was saying these things. His head started throbbing worse and he fell to the ground. Thick blood almost oozed forth from his eyes, mouth and ears. He screamed in fear and tried to get up, but failed. He laid on the ground and started to cry.

"What a creature you are Chris. I mean you no harm. I do demand respect and you have given me none, there fore, you suffer," said the voice in a caring manner.

"Bite me," said Chris choking on his own blood. He turned his body over so he could breathe better. It did not help matters much.

"So I will Chris, so I will," it said in a loving and caressing voice.

A figure merged out from under the shadows, dressed in Gothic leather and wearing black laced make-up over his face. His trenchcoat hung down to his ankles. He put his lips to Chris's and started kissing him seductively.

"I love the taste of you already Chris," smiled Zuljin as he started nibbling Chris's lips.

Chris tried to fight back, but he did not have the strength, he just laid there at Zuljin's whim. He started biting Chris's lips and he moaned in ecstasy. Then without warning he tore a piece of flesh from Chris's face. Chris tried to scream, but nothing came out, Zuljin had covered his mouth. The demon started ripping off skin left and right . . . soon there was nothing but a bloody, hollow corpse and Zuljin smiled. He reached into a bag that he had brought and wiped off his face

"I was right Chris. You tasted so nice, Like fudge ripple," said Zuljin as he stepped back into the shadows and laughed all the way. with a towel. He then reapplied make-up to his face. He sat up and walked off, leaving the corpse and the bag there.

out of 10 people are satisfied with the taste of human flesh.