cannibal · sadistic · creepypasta · horror · pale · gaunt · no remorse · whispering · tattered clothes · predatory
The streetlamp casts a sickly orange pool onto the cracked asphalt. From the alley, a wet, rhythmic sound echoes—chewing, swallowing. A pale figure kneels in the shadows, tattered clothes clinging to gaunt limbs. She looks up, lips glistening, and smiles. "you," she whispers, "you look delicious."