posted on Jun, 16 2010 @ 01:13 AM
reply to post by mf_luder
So here's what I came up with as my character. Just an introduction...
The shredded flesh hanging down his cheek-bone looks grotesque to him in the mirror as he contemplates the last few days’ events. It’s
been seven days since he has eaten… He reaches for his Grandfather’s barbers -scissors then begins to sever the flesh from his face. Oblivious to
any pain, he shears-off the largest piece in one swift motion. It falls into the sink. He wastes no time completing his task, and is soon wiping his
face with a towel.
Ever since the morning he had to hide himself in his basement; running down-stairs and sealing the door shut with whatever he could find
to wedge it closed, he has been incensed with despair, and morbid thoughts of suicide. But given his back-ground he knows the effects of
When the outbreak first took hold in his beloved city of St. Paul, he was the attending emergency room physician. He stuck to a
regimented diet and exercise routine, as sporadic as his working schedule would allow him to be. But now, all is forgotten. He reaches down into the
sink and takes a piece of the flesh. He smells it. He turns it about as to inspect it. He then places it on his tongue. He is surprised at its salty
taste. He nibbles at it at first. Its texture is like a saltine cracker dipped in soup for just the right amount of time. Just the way he loved it.
Before he realizes what he has done, there is no flesh left in the sink…
At first I wanted to be a fisherman so I could arrive on the scene in any part of the world. I still can with some editing. I guess I wanted my
character to seem like a sophisticated-type.
I fell in the rabbit-hole there, but I'll be here...too!