She always hides in the darkness of the night, shining the weak light of a flashlight around in a room full of brains.
She thought it was so interesting that she could talk to the brain in formalin.
Under the moonlight, she walked to the refrigerator like a ballet, opened the door, and felt a burst of air conditioning.
There is a human head in the refrigerator whose blood has not yet completely coagulated.
She took out the head from the refrigerator, dug out the brain from the hole in the head with a spoon, and stuffed it into her mouth, enjoying the exciting deliciousness.
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