Jack Bowerby (Jabberwocky) (the_jabberwocky) wrote in chimerasprings, @ 2012-09-09 19:37:00 |
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Current mood: | predatory |
Leftovers
The body hit the pavement near the fountain in the center of the park with a wet, sloppy sound. Heavy labored breathing was the only sound in the midnight hour, and moonless night. A large hand lifted up to wipe the crimson from his mouth, and a rough, raspy laugh echoed off of the trees. "Catch you.... I did.... Tear you... I did." Another laugh. The hunter and his prey. Unfortunate jogger had been caught out running alone on one of the nicely paved paths in town. Out of the darkness evil had pounced on him and tore him to shreds once he was strangled out of life. Blood was now starting to slowly ooze and pool out of the ripped innards of the victim, and stain the concrete beneath. He stared down at his kill, heart pounding with adrenaline and then lifted his head up, and let out a primal roar into the black night. Another look down at the body, another wet, throaty laugh. Something in the bushes to his right caused him to snap his attention and gaze in that direction. He let out a low snarl, and growl, guarding his kill. He stood there a while longer, until the sound of something else in the distance caught his ear, and quickly turning in the direction of the sound, "Mommy? Mommy?" he took off running.