A crimson liquid slithers down my throat and I let out a smile as I revel in the warm, scrumptious taste that had not passed my lips in months. I finally got a new lovely little toy to play with for the next little while until I decide to finish with it. This one took me months to get. I turn to head to the pot where a lovely batch of eyeball soup was brewing, but then feel pounding on the floor. That little wench, they were going to wake up the neighbours! The soup could wait for later. I head towards the sink after turning off the stove for a moment to ensure that the soup wouldn’t overcook, and lift up the carpet to reveal the hidden cellar. Slinking down to the dark hole I press my hand against the wall, the moist slimy walls causing
