Not sure if it’s a cultural thing, but a blunt what?

The story itself is shiny. The discovery you’re in the PoV of a psychopath is disconcerting, especially when you’d begun to empathise with him for being attacked.

Very Titus Andronicus.

It’s not a cultural thing. It’s a made-up thing. In this case the word ‘blunt’ is a noun.

I’m glad the twist threw you for a loop. That was exactly the effect I was going for. :)

Okies, was worried I was just missing a nickname for something.

Nope. I’d originally intended to set this in a future ficton, but I ran out of space to develop that aspect of the story. The blunt was the only bit that remained to hint at that.

I too like that you start to feel sorry for this guy until you find out the truth.
The shocking truth is given away too soon though and then his repeating it at the end leaves you NOT as thrilled or chilled by it.
Could try something like this to keep us guessing until the end.:
“I looked everywhere for my boy — and all this time you knew where he was!

“At dinner with us every night."

“Oh God,” She sobbed, “You are sick!”

“Yeah,” he smirked, “but didn’t he taste wonderful?”
Just my suggestion.
Good job on fitting in such a good twist!

Now that’s a nice and creepy little story isn’t it? How cute. (pukes his supper)

Your good, Jim. Very good.

Hey, that She paced around him, where she had coldcocked him. line sounds a little off . – But what do I know. =[)

Yeah, it kind of bugs me, too. It’s a victim of the word constraints, I’m afraid. I may try to rewrite that line to make it flow a little better (when I get a chance).

At first I was thrown off by your use of the word “blunt,” which is a nickname for a joint (marijuana cigarette).

It seems like this story relies entirely on its shock value. Ugh, unintentional cannibalism! The story doesn’t offer anything beyond that, though: no reasoning, no history, no consequences beyond the immediate. I suspect you’re trying to do more here than 1024 characters allow.

Well, as you point out, the 1024-character limit is, well, rather limiting. History, consequence is all implied here, up to the reader’s imagination to fill in (though sequels and/or prequels are not unwelcome). I look at Ficly as a world of little windows. That’s all there’s time for, just little glimpses into other worlds. I’m sorry you didn’t enjoy the story; I admit, my writing isn’t everyone’s cup-o’-tea. :)

I agree with Tina that the reveal was a little early. Other than that, great story!