111 Memories

Hugh held Aric's hand in his heart. All he could hear was ringing in his ears as he looked down at the blood oozing out of the heart's valve.

He did not even know what happened, and his body just moved on its own. It did not even register to him that he had killed Aric.

He could smell the rust-like scent of the blood in his hands, and all he could think about was his hunger. It was taking over all of his instincts, and he could not think straight.

He squeezed the heart in his hand, and more blood came out. It was interesting to see a vital part of the human body in his hands, lifeless and without any purpose.

He raised the heart towards his mouth, and he opened his jaws wide. His mind was blank as he took a bite out of the heart.

The heart was a muscle, but it was as soft as a marshmallow. More blood came out of the heart as he took a bite out of it, spilling out of his mouth and staining his clothes.