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He wants a skeleton to eat. He wants to eat yours but cannot be sure it is perfect. He sniffs you, through your skin he smells the bone. The pure white hard shards inside of you.

A whiff alone can determine how healthy you are. How much calcium you consume. Whether or not you're lactose intolerant. He sees any cancers that attack your bones. Any diseases. He does not like these. He only wants the healthy bones, ones given great care.

And when he finds these he wastes no time preparing. You are standing there one moment, anticipating your fate hoping that your refusal of the school milk cartoons was enough to save you and suddenly you have a long, sharp hand slid down your throat, and soon the whole arm.

He tries to preserve your body as much as he can, he likes to look at your faces as his own is a great disgust. He only cuts the inside at the very back of you, a littlw slit big enough for two of his fingers.

From this split he grabs your spine and it almost liquefies, becoming bendable and almost unbreakable. Your spine slithers through your mouth, by this time you are usually dead or paralyzed as your spinal cord is destroyed. As the last bit of your spine leaves, it hardens again, as hard as your fall to the ground. He tosses it aside and puts his hand back down your throat.

From here he coaxes the rest of the bones to come to his hand. The only bone he leaves is your skull as it keeps your beautiful face together and is not very tasty.

After the removal, he drags your body back to his home, though no one has ever lived to get close to it, making its location a mystery. Here he carefully separates your head and body. He places your beautiful face on a shelf next to the rest of them. He will later sell your body as "substitute meat."

He then begins his meal, and feasts on each one of your bones. He is still hungry. He is always hungry.

Description
He wants a skeleton to eat. He wants to eat yours but cannot be sure it is perfect. He sniffs you, through your skin he smells the bone. The pure white hard shards inside of you.

A whiff alone can determine how healthy you are. How much calcium you consume. Whether or not you're lactose intolerant. He sees any cancers that attack your bones. Any diseases. He does not like these. He only wants the healthy bones, ones given great care.

And when he finds these he wastes no time preparing. You are standing there one moment, anticipating your fate hoping that your refusal of the school milk cartoons was enough to save you and suddenly you have a long, sharp hand slid down your throat, and soon the whole arm.

He tries to preserve your body as much as he can, he likes to look at your faces as his own is a great disgust. He only cuts the inside at the very back of you, a littlw slit big enough for two of his fingers.

From this split he grabs your spine and it almost liquefies, becoming bendable and almost unbreakable. Your spine slithers through your mouth, by this time you are usually dead or paralyzed as your spinal cord is destroyed. As the last bit of your spine leaves, it hardens again, as hard as your fall to the ground. He tosses it aside and puts his hand back down your throat.

From here he coaxes the rest of the bones to come to his hand. The only bone he leaves is your skull as it keeps your beautiful face together and is not very tasty.

After the removal, he drags your body back to his home, though no one has ever lived to get close to it, making its location a mystery. Here he carefully separates your head and body. He places your beautiful face on a shelf next to the rest of them. He will later sell your body as "substitute meat."

He then begins his meal, and feasts on each one of your bones. He is still hungry. He is always hungry.