In part 1, "Temporary Anne," Anne, a woman who lived to do evil, nearly died and went to Hell -- but found that she could avoid the demons trying to capture her and take her there by eating the living flesh of those around her, confusing the demons. Famished finds her still clinging grimly to that existence, years after the first part...
I am afraid.
I cannot believe the size of the fangs.
The claws, likewise, are outsized, immensely outsized. They are as long as scythes and dripping with ... fluid. I cannot say that it is blood. I don't want it to be anything but blood but then again I do not want it to be blood, either.
I know it is not my blood because I cannot feel a pulse in my veins except on those ever-more-rare occasions when I can eat. I crave, more and more, the flesh that has protected me and sustained me these many years but it is harder and harder to get it because the more time that passes the more people can see me.
The more, too, the minions can see me, like this one that is moving down the alley now towards me, all fangs and claws. You would not see it if you looked, would not see it if it did not want you to see it, because you are not almost in Hell.
I am almost there and I am struggling now every second of every day to not go there. It is harder and harder because the minions are now searching for me actively, I am sure of it.
This thing before me has 7 legs.
What kind of creature has 7 legs?
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