Human flesh.
It’s all I want.
I once loved the blue sky. I once loved the green trees and the chirping birds which sang cheerful songs. I liked the forest. However, now I don’t care. All I want is meet.
I see a man. Obviously, he has got to have some flesh, doesn’t he?
He’s smiling faintly, down at me, which oddly triggers me. I try to rise, but I bang my head on hard glass. I gasp.
“It’s a crystal tomb,” the man explains. His blue eyes are shining.
“Pardon me?” I ask, breathlessly.
“You’re in a crystal tomb,” the man replies. He now shrugs. “Your precious little dwarves put you in that thing.”
I frown. “Why?” I ask, without any idea who my ‘precious little dwarves’ are.
The man looks at me oddly. “Because you are dead, darling.”
“I’m not dead,” I reply. This man is crazy, telling a wide awake lady that she is has perished. “I’m talking to you.”
“Yes, you’re talking to me, Ms. White,” the man says, smiling a pleasant smile, although it seems like there’s something hidden behind it. “And yet you are dead.” He bitterly chuckles. “Hard to accept, isn’t it?”
“I am not dead,” I insist. I try to put the thick piece of glass out of my way and take a nice bite of him. My mouth is starting to water.
The man laughs. “Oh, then, Ms. White, can you explain why you’re alive when you were stuck in a confided tomb for two years, without breathing?”
“I wasn’t here for two years,” I tell him. “Can you help me lift this thing?”
The man looks as if he’s considering something. “That depends on whether if you promise that you’d not try to bite me. I don’t mean that I am not qualified enough to defeat you, but time is gold, as they say. I do not want to waste the gold on you.”
“I won’t bite you,” I promise. There’s no law that you can’t break one.
“You’re lying.” The man looks hugely amused.
“Mr. - ” I try to reason, but then I finally realize that I’ve never even heard of his name before.
“Cunningham,” he replies joyfully.
I sigh. “Mr. Cunningham, would you please stop it and help me please? I might die if I am stuck in such a place.”
“You’re already dead, Ms. White,” Mr. Cunningham says. “I’ve informed you, hadn’t I?”
I frown. “Ms. White,” I say. “Could you reason why you call me that?”
“That is because I want to call you that.”
“But that’s not my name,” I tell him. “My name’s - ” Then, I flinch. What is my name?
“You can’t recall it yourself, Ms. White.” Mr. Cunningham seems entertained. “Therefore you now have to live as Ms. White. That is, if you can consider yourself as ‘living’, of course.”
“I am living,” I remark. “Now, Mr. Cunningham, could you please let me out? I will die.”
He sighs. “You are dead, Ms. White.” I try to protest again, but he holds one hand out. “You are one of the living dead. You live while you are gone. You feed on human flesh. There is no denial. You are one of us.”
* Please tell me if there's a story similar with this one.
Points:
Time spent:
Canary word: Present
Possible AI signals:
Original Text:
Are you sure you want to delete this comment? This cannot be undone.
Mark this comment as a review? Points will be awarded to the poster.
Your comment was posted, but it wasn’t long enough to count as a review. Reviews need about four complete sentences (at least 250 characters). Try writing another review that explains your thoughts in more detail — the author will appreciate it, and you’ll earn points for it.
125,005 Literary Works • 672,804 Reviews
Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),
Hi! I'm here to leave a quick review!!
First Impression: This was quite an intriguing piece to read here. There's a lot of very mysterious undertones to this and just so many questions to ask as a reader. I think you do a great job of bringing all that across and establishing this really interesting world here.
Anyway let's get right to it,
Well, this one absolutely gets your attention as a reader and does it rather quickly, phew...it appears we have ourselves a bit of a situation with someone who has some kind of cannibalistic tendency or this is the POV of some other type of being.
Well, this is interesting, it looks like this person here is trapped someone and we have this man who appears to refer to people as dwarves, well this is all going along rather neatly here. I definitely haven't seen a twist like this ever put on the story of snow white, but I am liking how strikingly unique this is.
Well, that is the sort of statement that you're going to have a bit of trouble outright accepting so you can't blame her for that reaction. It also looks like whoever this man is, this is something that he's done many times judging by how he acts like Snow white is acting exactly people he's seen before.
Well the need to eat this person is certainly a slightly unsettling feature but it does make you think of what might have happened to snow white here in order to put here in that state. And this argument going on here about why she is not dead is a very nice and sneaky way of telling us what's actually happened and I like that, its a lot better than if it was simply spelled out to us in one chunk.
Well....this continues to be a very interesting conversation, this person clearly has a lot of experience in doing what he is doing at the moment and I get a tiny sense of almost enjoyment at this job here...its very interesting, cause this isn't the typical sort of job you imagine when you think of a joyful one.
Ooooh, okay this is interesting...snow white isn't actually her name in this one..hmm, I wonder where this person originally came from them. It looks like whatever turned her into what she is also wiped her memory.
Well that's a nice bit of a haunting finish there, with the declaration made that this man is also someone who perhaps feeds on humans. All in all this really managed to catch my attention here. I think you've done a wonderful job with this piece.
Aaaaand that's it for this one.
Overall: Overall, this is a lovely start to a story here. I certainly find myself wanting to know more and read on here. So I'd say pretty good job here. Aaand on that note I think that's all I want to say.
As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.
Stay Safe
Harry
Woooow I like it !! You did a great Job !
Hey there!
I think that what you have so far is pretty cool. I really liked your opening sentence. It was really intriguing and it drew me in. So, well done on that.
You have a slight typo here:
I think you mean meat.
You have a very interesting here with Snow White being a zombie, I'm guessing. It certainly does put a new twist on this age old tale. However, when Cunningham came, I was quite surprised that he isn't Prince Charming. Of course, there's nothing wrong with that, I was just commenting.
I do think that you did went on for quite a bit about how Mr. Cunningham was trying to convince Ms. White that she is dead. This could just be Ms. White being stubborn, but I found the whole, 'you're dead', 'no, I'm not', 'oh, but you are', 'no, I'm not', a bit annoying. That could just be me however.
And last, but not least, I really liked the ending. It makes me want to read more.
Overall, I think you did a good job on this piece. Well done
P.S. I don't think I've seen a story similar to this one.