As soon as the old metal door creaked shut, I knew it was time. The blood came rushing to my head, and my vision turned red. I watched them as they began talking innocently. They had no idea, they should be scared. I took a deep breath, inhaling the intoxicating scent of their flesh. ‘Only a little longer,’ I told myself, ‘the time will come soon.’
I waited a while, but my time was limited. We only had 12 minutes left in the oven. I need to work fast. I motioned for one to come over. He was small. The humans wouldn’t hear him. I needed to wait for them to leave to move onto the bigger targets, the ones I crave most. I could see some of the others look over, unconcerned about what was going on. I was going to kill him, in front of all his friends, none of them even noticing. As soon as I took the first bite, my unfixable thirst was quenched. For now.
There were 7 others left, and with only 9 minutes, I needed to work faster. I stayed hidden in the shadows and watched them, waiting for one to get far enough away that I could catch it. Suddenly, I heard a noise from behind me, it was a child. I grabbed it by it's arm, while covering it's mouth with one hand. The screams were not silenced. I let it scream, no one was safe now, and it would be seconds before the screams ran out.
After the checking the time, I was pleased with my progress. 6 left, and 8 minutes. I could easily handle this. They were starting to panic, no one could find where the screams have come from. Little did they know, I was watching like a lion stalks their prey. My hidding place was above them, they would never find me.
There were 7 others left, and with only 9 minutes, I needed to work faster. I stayed hidden in the shadows and watched them, waiting for one to get far enough away that I could catch it. Suddenly, I heard a noise from behind me, it was a child. I grabbed it by it's arm, while covering it's mouth with one hand. The screams were not silenced. I let it scream, no one was safe now, and it would be seconds before the screams ran out.
After the checking the time, I was pleased with my progress. 6 left, and 8 minutes. I could easily handle this. They were starting to panic, no one could find where the screams have come from. Little did they know, I was watching like a lion stalks their prey. My hidding place was above them, they would never find me.
In one swift movement, I was flying through the air, and knocking over another victim. With in seconds, the taste of blood was soaking into my taste buds and I was filled with happiness, however, that happiness was short lived. I was running out of time, it's was time to kill in groups.
There were only five left, and 7 minutes to go. The only ones left, were an average size. It was nothing I couldn't handle. The pure joy of blood rushing through my veins made me run, and I couldn't care less of who saw. In a matter of seconds, they were all on the ground, some screaming, while some we silenced.
After it was over, I just lay here on the hot metal sheet they all came in on. I was filled with bliss, just like after every other killing. The smell of burning dough filled the air, and I knew it wouldn't be long, but I didn't bother to move. I was to carefree and happy.
I could feel the tray being removed from the oven and panic sunk in. Had it really been seven minutes? I need to get away, who knows what they would do. I tried to run, but my body was stuck against the burning metal.
In one quick minute, I could feel my flesh being torn into, and I knew it was over. They ate me. And after years of murdering other cookies, in the sanctuary of the over, I was finally done.
There were only five left, and 7 minutes to go. The only ones left, were an average size. It was nothing I couldn't handle. The pure joy of blood rushing through my veins made me run, and I couldn't care less of who saw. In a matter of seconds, they were all on the ground, some screaming, while some we silenced.
After it was over, I just lay here on the hot metal sheet they all came in on. I was filled with bliss, just like after every other killing. The smell of burning dough filled the air, and I knew it wouldn't be long, but I didn't bother to move. I was to carefree and happy.
I could feel the tray being removed from the oven and panic sunk in. Had it really been seven minutes? I need to get away, who knows what they would do. I tried to run, but my body was stuck against the burning metal.
In one quick minute, I could feel my flesh being torn into, and I knew it was over. They ate me. And after years of murdering other cookies, in the sanctuary of the over, I was finally done.
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