"So hungry, wanted to eat him, ate all of them. Let them be what is in my belly and let them be my nourishment. ”

The man looked at the sky, at the scarlet eyes hiding in the shadows.

"You're looking at me, right? Hide no more, I have seen you. You're all around me, you're looking at my body, trying to eat me. You want to eat me, too. But why not do it on your instincts? What are you afraid of? Come out, come out! Give it all to me! ”

The voices grew louder and louder, and the whole street was filled with the man's roar, and he was not afraid of anything, he didn't seem to be afraid of the emotion at all.

Red streets, blood, ticking to the ground.

In the alleys of carrion and moss, in the sewers with red eyes, and in the shadows in the corners where no light shines.

Strange-shaped, scary-looking things came out of it.

They can't be described simply as horror or horror. It's not bloody, and it's not an aura that you can have just by killing a lot of people, or having slaughtered a lot of things.

They are not human, they can't be human, they should live right behind the door.

They are the creatures on the other side of the door, monsters that live in nightmares, eat away at negative energy, and feed on the negative emotions of the living.

They don't have a fixed shape. And people are different. Body limbs. are all twisted into incredible angles. If I have to describe it, it is like the scene of a car accident, crushed under the car, dragging out a corpse dozens of meters away.

They can't be called people, or rather. They simply cannibalize the negative emotions left by too many living people, resulting in the formation of human beings. I have the same mind as a human being, and I fell in love with the delicious food of people.

"Are you waiting for me. Didn't you plan it a long time ago? Put me on the table tonight. Let me be your main course. I saw the knives and forks you had prepared. I see your greedy eyes. I saw you swallowing your saliva, and I saw your Adam's apple trembling with excitement. ”

The man yelled like crazy, and did not dodge, but stood where he was, waiting for something to surround him.

"Do you think I'm going to be scared?" The man gently hugged his lover's revelation, his expression intoxicated.

"I love the feeling, I'm obsessed with death, worship madness, in hysteria, crying, roaring. You can shout all the things you didn't dare to say when you were born. Here, I can do whatever I like. No more masking, no more hiding. I can make toys out of the limbs of a living person, and I can open my own skull and look at my own soul. Then take your former self as a gift and give it to your current self. ”

"A lot of people think I'm crazy, but what does it have to do with me whether I'm crazy or not?"

"I used to be a doctor, but what is the use of a doctor who can't even cure myself?"

The head he was holding in his hand was slowly lowered, the man's eyes were full of bloodshots, he looked at the monster that was getting closer and closer, the smile on his face could no longer be suppressed, the corners of his mouth cracked to both sides, the flesh was torn apart, revealing an extremely terrifying smile.

"I'm a foodie now. My greatest hobby is eating, tasting everything I see, stuffing all the delicious food into my stomach. ”

A scalp-numbing laugh came from the man's mouth.

He was surrounded by all the monsters, but he didn't panic at all. It was not him who seemed to be surrounded, but the monsters.

"It's my favorite time to eat again. Well, the way I look now, is it more appropriate to eat or eat? Forget it, it's all the same. They all turned out to be a part of my body. ”

The man's tone was morbid and crazy, but he was qualified to say this, because his strength had also reached a terrifying point.

While he was talking to himself, blood was oozing out of his blood-red doctor's uniform.

Thick, blood-streaked chains stretched out from his back, turning him into a monster that seemed to have countless tails.

Blood condensation, his appearance at this time is three or four percent similar to the giant ghost he carved on the door of Chen Ge's haunted house.

"Everything in the world is mutually reinforcing, but people are a little strange, and I can't guess what is opposed to people. I used to think that it was a ghost that was the opposite of people, but I didn't realize until I became a ghost. It turns out that it is not a ghost who is opposed to man, but a god! ”

Thick chains swept across the block.

Bloodshot and bloody, after touching the ghost, it continued to split and explode. It is like a poisonous snake with its own mind, burrowing into their bodies, taking root in their hearts, frantically absorbing the nutrients in their bodies.

Screams and wails rang out in all directions of the street. The bodies of those monsters were shriveling down at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Listening to the wail in his ear, the man laughed loudly. He smiled and laughed, the corners of his mouth cracked to the base of his ears. He laughed and laughed. Tears flowed!

But he laughed maniacally as if he had no idea at all, as if all the pain, all the irreparable things, could be vented from this smile.

"It's not enough, it's not enough! I'm not full yet! I'm so hungry, I'm going to eat them all, I'm going to eat all the people who want to eat me! ”

Hysterical laughter came from his cracked mouth again.

Blood was running down the wound, and no one knew what had happened to him here. No one knows why he is the way he is. But one thing is for sure, he's alive, alive in an even more incomprehensible, devastated way.

Blood stained his teeth red, and countless monsters dragged behind him.

The bodies of those monsters that are chained through.

He dragged the monsters and ran towards the end of the road.

Around the corner of the street, there is a charred building.

The building was a dozen stories high, and looking through the broken windows, there was a room in that building that had a door that was not blood-red.

Half of it is blood red and half of it is normal brown. You know, in this blood-red city, there are very few colors to be seen except the black that represents destruction, the red that symbolizes blood, and the gray that symbolizes despair.

"Right behind that door, I smelled a familiar smell, so fragrant! I want to eat him! Bite his head little by little, chew his bones, and taste the real food! ”

The man dragged countless ghosts and stopped next to the charred building.

He looked up and saw that on the top floor of the building, there stood a man wrapped in red.

The man was condescending, also looking at the man in the doctor's uniform.