"I want to eat you first." he says. He picks up a fork and knife from his pocket, as if he had expected to meet you here, and walked up to you, licking his lips. You close your eyes, afraid of the doom that awaits you.
He picks up a fork and knife from his pocket, as if he had expected to meet you here, and walked up to you, licking his lips.
You close your eyes, afraid of the doom that awaits you.
