Fiction in 58

Time for a Fiction in 58.

Feeder

By day, he’s the guy you gaze at in the subway and look through.
By night, he hunts.
He feeds.
The transformation happens by his own free will, he accepts what it is, thinks it’s a gift, but won’t say so out loud.
He understands spray patterns. He’s good at hiding the bodies.
He’s good at blending in.

4 comments:

Paul D. Brazill said...

I do like that. Great stuff.

Dee Martin said...

"By day, he’s the guy you gaze at in the subway and look through.
By night, he hunts." Great serial killer stuff. Sorry I didn't get to read everyone on 3ww - four more days and the school year will be over and I can spend some time being human, just breathing and writing.

Pri said...

hmmm...twisted yet somehow real!
a lot of people are like that..and they are not necessarily serial killers :)

Daily Panic said...

Some people just aren't satisfied with an egg mcmuffin, geeze.
what would be totally twisted is if there were two of them and one was tagging along in hopes that he wouldn't see another day.

as always love the dark side. :)