Late night talk: Difference between revisions

Don't scream, or call out, I'm just here for a chat. As far as you're concerned, I'm just the product of a heavy mind. I'm not real, you can think, and I can't hurt you, not in the safe embrace of your bed. Like any respectable man of my standing, I decided we should have a talk.

 

 

Let's make a deal, shall we. You never tell another living soul about what I put in my daughters lunch box, or serve up at the dinner table, and I won't tell anything about the crimes you committed. As long as you keep your mouth shut, I'll keep my eyes averted. But know this, pig, if I ever see you again, poking your nose where it doesn't belong, I won't hesitate to stock the freezer with your flesh. I'll follow you home, and I won't be as kind as to kill you as you dreams as I have thought before you. I'll make you know I'm here, I'll make you cry and I'll make you hurt. I'll break every finger in your hand, and grind what's left of your hooves into mince; I'll gut you alive, and let you die with a view of your own fat and stolen stomach. Challenge me again, enter my territory again, and their will be all hell to pay. No one will ever find you, no one will ever miss you, after they learn of your perverted body, and no one's going to come looking for you.

I've wasted enough of my time with you. I'll expect you'll not learn from my little threat to not bother me again, but still, I feel as if you won't have enough gusto to sell me out. Still, I wish you a good sleep and a well rested night, just don't let the monster bite.

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