Superstition Sneak Peek (8)
Added 2020-07-09 13:59:59 +0000 UTC“Try it, try it, try it,” multiple voices tell me, whispering. I no longer have control of my body, my mind somewhere else as I raise my hand to take a piece.
The flavors are amazing, perfectly balanced and seasoned. My tongue screams in ecstasy as I take another bite, and then another, each one as amazing as the last. I felt like this was what Heaven would be like, absolute bliss and nothing else, nothing could come close.
But this wasn’t Heaven. The thought is dismissed as soon as I think it and begins to fade, morphing into the nothingness of my mind as I continue to eat. I know that whatever I had thought was important, was crucial, but I can’t remember it. I want to remember, but I can’t. I pause my hand, and begin to shake, every fiber in my being telling me to eat, to not stop.
Something shifts in my mouth, and then something else, I move my mouth around and then reach inside, pulling out a sizeable maggot and watching as it wiggles in my grasp. I glance down at the food before me, wishing to vomit but unable. Food that was once rich in color and beautiful to the eye, now was swarmed by insects and held nothing but the signs of decay. The meat was taking on tones of grey and larvae crawled through it in glee. The fruits, wrinkled and sporting multiple bruises. The desserts had been claimed by the multiple insects that held congregation amongst their deeply moldy surfaces.
