Taking off through the high weeds he hears the men shout that they’d seen him on the other side. A minute later another older waitress came in, this one seemingly dissatisfied, mean, ill-tempered. After the rude woman left I woofed these seven plates down, damn it, the hunger was still there still growing but not as fast. Taking a deep breath the first he’d had a chance to in days, George had to plan there was a way out of this he just had to find it. I caressed the claws of my young lover that had been killed in the first battle. Running faster he looked at his feet god they were huge especially with the claws. The young woman brought me the food and I thanked her and tipped her a hundred, her eyes wide as she left, its only money I said. He went for the older waitress first then snapped up every other patron.
