Status Updates From City of Hunger

As all Jon Athan books it reads fast and furious.. Cysts Burst inside her... white red and yellow.. a raspberry cream pie.. Damn that vision disgusts me lol

Macy smiled through her tears and nodded in determination. Peter opened the cellar doors, then he stepped aside. Blake and Macy ran out into the backyard, duffel bags full of weapons slung over their shoulders. They headed to the front of the house and slipped past the gate. They could hear the gunshots from Owen’s rifle already. Somewhere in the darkness, cannibals were dropping like flies.

“Survival, Blake! It’s survival! We don’t do this because we enjoy it. We do it because it is our destiny. God wants us to survive and survive we will. I guess it’s very literal in this situation, but it’s true: we are what we eat. We are human, we are survivors. Now, are you going to eat or are you going to be eaten? Choose wisely, boy.”

She felt a grip on her ankles, causing her to wince and tremble. Her legs were raised from the ground, then she slid across the pavement. She looked at her feet. A tall man dragged her away. He was nude, so she knew he was one of them. “Please,” she croaked out. The cannibal didn’t hear her. Even if he did, he didn’t care enough to listen to her. He dragged her away from the house and headed into the city.