"Hiss, two 'Hungers'..."
Colin clutched his stomach, bending slightly, suppressing the intense hunger within. He could feel that both aspects of the "Hunger" were now harboring massive cravings to devour each other.
And that severed left hand in his eyes had turned into a roasted pig trotter, oozing with fragrance and dripping with oil...
From the trotter, continuous whispers emitted: "Eat, eat, eat!"
More eerily, Colin could sense that this "roasted pig trotter" also had a strong desire to eat, yearning to consume him.
Damn it, the roasted pig trotter actually wanted to eat a person!
"No, no, no... I can't eat! This is a hand! A human hand!"
Colin shook his head vigorously, and when he looked ahead again, that "roasted pig trotter" had transformed back into a severed human hand.
Rational instincts once again brought back a semblance of clarity...
