The Hunt (?svaldr v.s. Claire Wilder)

Belltown was a quaint place. Quiet, homey, not too far off the beaten path to be considered backwater, but so close as to be cluttered. The people were nice, rural folks that befriended even the most world-weary travelers, sharing housing, food and bed without complaint. All in all, Belltown was easily one of the most pleasant places in the country. Which was why, as he stared from the ground, Martin was wondering why all of this was happening. He did not take the time to push the corpses off of himself to ask.

Only twenty paces from his hiding spot, a giant of a man was gnawing on what was once the leg of a young girl. The beast grunted and growled as it ate, and it was all Martin could do not to wretch. He was the mayor! Wasn't there some moral obligation of his to fight anything threatening his people, or at the very least, die alongside them? Martin nearly jumped at the sound of a loud crack. Turning his head slightly, the mayor saw that the creature had cracked open the femur and was sucking out the marrow. Loudly.

Once it was finished with its grisly repast, the ruddy-skinned man tossed the bones into a growing pile of similar articles. Martin's stomach clenched. It was coming back. For what felt like hours, that gruesome thing had been taking corpses off of the mountain of bodies it had made and eating them. One by one. Now, the pile of bones was the larger stack. Only five more corpses remained between the beast and Martin. The mayor prayed that its hunger would be sated, but after over one-hundred meals...hope was a fading memory. Where did it all go, he wondered.

As the creature sat down to dig in to the next body, Martin noticed a change in its demeanor: it was looking right at him.

"I've been saving the best for last," he said over the cracks and slick noises of disemboweling a portly man, "You always taste better alive. Always..." Martin was stunned. He had never been hiding at all. He knew, by the way it smiled that bloody smile in between bites. As it raided the houses, the supermarket, the gas stations, slaughtering indiscriminately, it had known all along who would be the desert. As he lay on the concrete street, Martin wondered what they had done to deserve this.

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