Oh my god I am so hungry. But I won’t do it. I will not eat her flesh. She was my friend. She was my only friend in this hell you have created for me. I don’t care how long you deprive me of food. I would rather die than become a monster like you. My ribs are showing, I can barely lift my head, but I will never succumb to what your evil mind has concocted as my only way to stay alive.
I watched you torture her. I watched you murder her, and I watched you carve her into your dinner. You packed the rest of her in the freezer in the basement where I am chained and thats when you started starving me. Has it been weeks since I’ve eaten? I have no idea. My world comes in and out of view as I slowly wither away to nothing. I see you’ve defrosted some of her flesh. Is that a breast… yes I believe it is. You put it in my face, I am too weak to turn away. I can smell the blood, almost taste it. But I won’t do it.
You start a fire in the fireplace and put the breast on the spit to roast over the open flame. I watch, aware of the drool pooling beside me on the floor as I smell the meat cooking and my mouth waters beyond my control. You marinade the flesh in blood as you slowly cook it over the fire, I can see the nipple as you turn the meat, and it does look delicious. My brain is turning to mush, and my senses are deceiving me. You tear off a piece and eat it in front of me. The meat and blood being crushed between your yellow teeth.
My stomach aches and my throat is burning as my mind screams for me to eat. I cannot even vomit, I have nothing left. You place the hot meat on a plate and bring it to me on the floor. You roll my face over into the dish and it smells so fucking wonderful. I hear a voice in my head, a dark and demonic voice, or is it you? It says to eat it or I will die…. I open my mouth, still unsure if its for my first taste of her flesh or for my last breath of life…
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