When I arose I realized I was lying in a pool of something wet and sticky. It was drool. I had never drooled this much before, so it was shocking. I don't why it was so much, but I think it had something to do with the eyeball I practically swallowed whole. The clock read 8:00. Hm. Must've slept all day.

I switched the TV on to catch the news. There was some breaking news story on. The headline read: Missing Girl. Aurora Mack Still Missing. News coverage after barely 24 hours? Weird town.

The news reporter went on to say, "Aurora Mack and Jasper Pine, both 18 from Hayesville went missing January 31. It has been over three months since anyone has heard from either one. The police and rescue teams are doing all they can. Back to you Diane."

Three months?! How have I been asleep for that long?! My mouth was agape with astonishment at the fact someone could sleep for a fourth of an entire year, but finally I remembered my captives. I ran to check on them, tripping several times as I did.

They were both cowering in the corner. I checked to make sure they were not dead, as I have no purpose for dead people. They were alive but barely. I dragged them both to the shower room and rinsed the dark, clumpy smudges from their face.

"Aww how cute. Too bad for your families. Heh." I laughed without realizing they were both pretty much worthless to me, due to the fact that they were so weak. I tried to get them to stand up, but they always went limp. "Dammit! My opportunity to do some well needed work is going down the drain. Hmm. What the hell am I supposed to do?!" I yelled at no one in particular.

Just then I remembered an advertisement for organ "donation". Heh. I brought them both to the operating room and got started. In my haste I forgot to knock them out so their screams filled the air. I didn't care. It was pretty funny.

When their organs were all packaged properly I dined on their bloody flesh. It was so sweet and juicy. The best meat I had in a long time. I let the salty blood drip down my chin. I save the brains for last. Cracking the skull is always the hardest part, but it's so worth it when you taste the delicious brain. Yummy.

I heard someone trying to break down my door, so in a flash I cleaned up every speck of blood. Then I quickly grabbed all of my equipment, the organs, and the rest of my dinner and slid down to the fiery pits of Hell. I think I'll chow down on one of those donut looking police officers. Heh heh.