Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Bus Crackers - Section X
The fat man managed to get to his feet, and waddled off the bus while the lady continued to scream. While watching the chemist mangle the teen in terror, the lady attempted to army crawl toward the exit of the bus. "Oh lord, someone please help me. I need help." Meanwhile, the teen's screams subsided and he was laying on the ground staring up at the ceiling but not blinking. Hunched over the young man's body, the chemist continued to rip chunks of flesh from the body. All the while, tearing into the teen's stomach shoveling whatever he could into his mouth. The chemist stopped, and quickly darted his attention to the lady almost to the exit of the bus. They made eye contact. "No. No, no, no. Please don't." She tried to crawl faster, and the chemist got up from the teen's decimated body. The chemist less than ten feet away began hulking toward the lady, panting, and covered in blood. "Someone please fucking help me. Please." The protruding fibula caught the chemist's insatiable thirst for blood first. He sprang into the air, and locked onto the lady's leg when he landed. Simultaneously gnawing on both flesh and bone, the chemist's teeth crunching and lips smacking. Nerve endings squealed in the lady's brain, and stabbing pain instantly shot from her leg to her skull. The feeling that her temples may implode from each bite sharply pinging her brainstem made the lady forget for a moment. Shock set in, and she could see herself, see the chemist feverishly gnawing on her leg, tugging, teeth crunching, and lips smacking. The lady tried to plead one last time, raising one arm as through she was trying to reach out to the chemist. However, she could not speak, her vision blurred, and her arm fell back along her side in defeat.