Story 825: Hunger Unleashed

The air in the tunnel was thick with decay. The Hollow Eater was gone, sealed behind the blast doors. But the survivors barely had time to breathe.

Something else was coming.

A deep, guttural growl vibrated through the steel walls. It wasn’t just anger—it was hunger.

Leon’s grip tightened on his machete. “Tell me that’s not—”

The ceiling buckled.

Then—it dropped.

A grotesque mass of muscle and sinew crashed onto the tunnel floor, sending shockwaves of flesh-rattling force through the ground.

The Behemoth had arrived.

Evelyn took a step back, voice tight. “That’s…new.”

It rose to its full height, its grotesque quadrupedal form twitching. A bulging brain throbbed behind its eyeless face, and its gaping maw unspooled a writhing, barbed tongue.

Then—it charged.

Leon barely had time to dodge as the Behemoth slammed into the wall, sending chunks of steel and concrete flying. Sparks rained down, casting shadows against its glistening, pulsating flesh.