Followed my nose to it in a nest of socks at the bottom. It smelled. Not strong. Not bad. Not really. Just metallic and salty. Guess it's the smell you smell when rot hasn’t happened. Yet.
The toe was male. Big. Blunt. Nail trimmed short, but not carefully.
The other cut was jagged as well. Not surgical. Panic? Manic?
I pocketed it. Sat on the bus, rolling it between my fingers.
When I got back, he was out. Somewhere. I double bagged my little treat, and tucked it at the back of my freezer drawer. Behind the peas.
In my room, I sniff my fingers. The way he probably does after a date.
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Da-yam! I think I'd have guessed this was an L.C. creation even if it didn't have your name on it. Cold and creepy and perfect, leaving just enough to the imagination!
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I can't get the image out of my head of him sniffing his fingers, lol
Gross! Lmao quite disturbing, loved it
Wow — this one crawled right under my skin. The calm, almost casual tone makes the unease hit even harder. Disturbing in the best kind of way. Loved it.
So creepy.... like ick!!! But well penned, LC!!
Ewww, like what the actual hell hahahahahahahahaha
Oof. Horribly good!!
A little more than disturbing, yet ….