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The man’s neck tore like a rag doll, as the dark beast sunk its fangs in. The man would flail his arms and legs all weak like at the dark beast’s head. He could feel his skin rip from his bones. He tried to scream but nothing would come out. The dark beast could sense the man’s fear. It liked it. The fear made the blood pump fast, made the flesh taste that much more sweet. The man thought of his wife and son. If he could just see them one more time. If he could just see her glad face, hear his loud laugh. Just once more…
He looks in the dark beast’s mean eyes one last time, then all went black. All at once his sight came back to him. He could see the dark beast’s feast, could see the gross lane where he was out for a walk on. He could see his own corpse, what was left of it, as it had been chewed by the beast. He saw his left hand slide down the beast’s jaws, and he knew he was dead. Once its meal was done, the beast would walk away, its tail would wag behind it in joy. The man looks down at where his hands would have been. There is just blue light as it swirls in all directions. He thinks hard on his hands. The lights start to shine more bright and form close to each other. Soon they would form the shape his hands once had. Soon his chest forms as well, and his legs. He tried to test his new form out. He thought of his hands move in a wave and they do so.
The man went off in search of the dark beast. He passed by streets and ducts, but soon he found it. The beast was in search of new prey and it had found it in the form of a small girl down a side street. The dark beast would pounce up on to the girl. The girl let out a scream, tears were in her eyes. It spread wide its jaws. The man slid back to the ground. He went to a car that was near. He thought hard on his hands, and they lift the car high up past his head. The car spun through the air and would land hard on top of the dark beast. It would moan in pain and flash its claws all wild like in rage. Soon the dark beast would stop its weak moves, and it too died. The man went to the little girl that sat near a wall. He thought of his hands once more, and they would snap the little girl’s head clean off. He held the girl’s head up high, to let the blood drip into his mouth. He licks his lips.
“Hmm, that beast is had good taste,” he said. He saw more light in the side of his eye. They swirl and take the form of the beast. The dark beast would pounce on him once more and eat his ghost.