The Hunger

Damn it’s dark. I get up off the ground and look around.

All I remember is hearing an extremely loud noise, like an explosion. I whipped around to check it out, saw a huge green flash in the sky and I blacked out. Woke up here, must be hours later. Man do I feel like crap. I could sure use a bite to eat though.

Should probably head back home to see if everyone is ok. Shit, I seem to have developed some sort of limp. I must have twisted something when I passed out. I feel like I haven’t eaten in days. God I’m hungry. I shamble forwards.

There’s a man just a little way down the block. I lick my lips and call out to him to get his attention but my voice is gone too. The best I can manage is a a loud sort of grunt/yell but he hears me. Even from here I see his eyes widen. He screams and runs away. What the hell is wrong with him?

Home is just ahead of me. I can see the lights on and movement inside. My stomach growls. I can feel myself salivating. Maybe they have some food. The hunger is unbearable!

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