In Copper Edge
May. 25th, 2005 05:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shelley_wintersShelley was hungry.
Brains.
It had been a long time since she was - she had eaten now and then, sure, but the undead didn't seem to require nourishment.
Brains. Now.
The most odd thing was that she wasn't really concerned in the least. Even that book which had inexplicably been inside a crate in the office had only made her hungrier.
Hungry so hungry brains now now now...
The thing about golf caddying was - you had to be around people, but it was no distraction. All you could think about was how hungry you were, and wonder why nothing from any vending machines appealed to someone so hungry. Even that cauliflower - it had looked so appealing, but nothing worked.
Brains.
Brainsbrains
Brains?
Brains
BRAINS
Brains.
What? No!
Brains.
It had been a long time since she was - she had eaten now and then, sure, but the undead didn't seem to require nourishment.
Brains. Now.
The most odd thing was that she wasn't really concerned in the least. Even that book which had inexplicably been inside a crate in the office had only made her hungrier.
Hungry so hungry brains now now now...
The thing about golf caddying was - you had to be around people, but it was no distraction. All you could think about was how hungry you were, and wonder why nothing from any vending machines appealed to someone so hungry. Even that cauliflower - it had looked so appealing, but nothing worked.
Brains.
Brainsbrains
Brains?
Brains
BRAINS
Brains.
What? No!
