Ultra Strange Stories

Late at night, on the suburban road. He squatted under a streetlight and pulled raw chicken, frozen duck, and fresh fish out of plastic bags stolen from convenience stores. Without cooking or tearing skills, he gnawed like a beast, the sound of cracking cartilage mixed with the sound of sucking blood. Chicken feathers were stuck to his lips, fish scales were embedded in his nails, and the veins at the broken neck of the duck were still twitching. With every mouthful of raw meat entering his stomach, the shadow within his body became more solid, and the real boy's soul was sealed at the bottom of his consciousness. He could only numbly feel the gums that did not belong to him crushing flesh and blood, and hear the greedy sobs coming from his own throat. In the early morning, he licked the residue between his fingers, kicked the bones into the sewer, and burped when he stood up - his breath condensed into frost, reflecting a star map in the air. Then he went to court This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.