I look grotesque.
My nails are extended, my jaw crooked, my eyes little and from the side, I have a massive overbite.
I'm… hungry.
I've been moaning and groaning. I'm still tied up. My skin is charred black from so much drinking. I have to be conscious.
Drunken vampires eat other vampires. Vampire blood in the Ghetto is originally black.
It goes with the realm. Werewolves aren't black blooded. I shouldn't even be thinking about Vampires; what about witches? GAIL!
Gail Cooley was a witch, she was homeless. Gail Cooley ate a man near Maine. There's a school that talks about her but they don't tell it right. Gail was a Growden. She married a black man but he worked the houses. Gail was the owner of three mayor houses in Maine. Cherrelmon Plantation, South Fil Plantation, and Marguerite Plantation.
The Marguerite Plantation was bulldozed, it became a graveyard. Gail Cooley had a daughter and she suffacated the baby with a pillow.
She blamed the child, who couldn't even speak, for a failed marriage. The black man that worked in the home got her pregnant again. He stole the baby out the house and he was shot in the back of the head.
That baby…
I think… I think his name was Nottie, Not Growden.
I have to be conscious…
The door opens and hear muffled groans. "Good morning Mokiri!" sings Closwintha. She sways her hips walking up to me. "We brought dinner. You need to eat him today."
Eat him?
"This is Stanley Tyson." Aril drags the person in the room. "Today you will be released from your cuffs." she looks at the black man with a beard. "Eat him."
I can't say no… but I'm hungry.
Stanley looks at me, he has a gag and hands are tied by rope. The moment he sees me, he yells in the gag.
Damn, he has a bit of muscle on him.
"It's like a blind date." Closwintha grins. "He is attractive." she puts her hands in front of her. "So… Stanley is about 42 years old. He is a negro, he likes playing checkers. He actually came with his son but he killed himself about eleven days ago before you got here."
That's sad.
"We have been keeping him hydrated. He's been exercised and shaven. He has no stds, he has lean muscle, and he went to the bathroom beforehand." she lays her hand on her stomach. "So you don't vomit or something."
How many people have they done like this?
"In total about 42." she nods to the side. "So, I signed you up for a coven, at Amalaric, TOS."
What the fuck is TOS? "The Omen Sisterhood. Me personally, I attended Amalaric and I studied as a human." she rolls her eyes. "Everybody told me I look like Valentina. But my daddy is different."
"You a different daddy every other week…" Aril mumbles.
"Shut up nigga…" she sneers. "So anyway, I have your school uniform prepared and the initiation has to do with… um…"
"Eating…"
"They do mukbangs over there… honestly I'm jealous. But also you get a side job at the black market."
I have to eat somebody on camera?
"Not like a livestream or something. So, we will make a video call and they need to see you specifically eat somebody. Like, test your," she juggles the air. "endurance."
"...No."
"Aw," she pinches my cheek. I snap my overgrown teeth. Closwintha jerks her hand. "You finna pass with flying colors. Rainbows, just a shit ton of glory."
"Cannibalism is easy…" Aril folds his arms. "It's not wrong. You eat to live, survive. Don't shame yourself for what your about to do."
Has he done it? "I have." he reads my mind. "We used to fuck."
IS that why? "Kinda…" He's a rapist. "No." he shakes his head.
"Aril is weird, girl. Leave him alone," she waltzes to the door. "You finna be a bad bitch!" he looks at Aril. "Untie her!"
Aril comes behind me and unties the straps and comes to my feet. "I could eat yo pussy…" he groans. He stares at me for a minute. "I'm circumcised. But you make wanna feel…" he bites his lip.
What is wrong with him? "I'm a little tipsy, that's all."
My face is tight. How did I get here? "Can you stand?" When I move my legs, it hurts. I fall to my knees and my back arches. "That a girl…" he pets me. "Go ahead and eat."
I crawl on my hands and feet. Stanley cries. NO!
Vampires have a second skeleton, this is why the Miaibu have a skeleton.
The second skeleton was coined by a man that worked in the hospital after the dissection of Brad Spears. He was adopted by a old black woman with the ancestry.
His fear is in my nose--BRAD was irish! He did it in the closet. The second skeleton can be seen, it's scary and often disappears.
That makes the Miaibu… is he looking at me? I smell sweat.
aHHH! The second skeleton is … is… that is sweat. High blood pressure…
The name is… Dopando. The Dopando is a DOHRCC's term for the second skeleton--he's moving. I'm drooling all over the place--Dopando is the second skeleton--I've never tasted a fairy.
Let me--Let me just… what was the doctor name?
I…
The blood is in--I n-need to blink--it's in his throat. I grab an inch of fabric. I can see all the red spots. I lay my hand on his throat, on his side.
Blink…
Fairy…
Fairy…
Fairy…
I think…
Fairy…
Fairy…
He's pulsating… right… here
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Why he stop yelling?