The Lonely Brain

She heard it.

Inside the dark and silent empty space, continuous rustling chewed up the air bit by bit. It got louder as its echos overlapped, slowly deafening her ears.

Lin Sanjiu was glued to the spot, her back facing that big thing behind her. She and Silvan could not turn around, but she knew he was right; that big thing must be sucking in all the grinded and mushy meat on the ground.

The ground meat pieces mixed with the liquid from the human bodies and seeped into the ground like water puddles, the surface glistening lightly. When coupled with the strange and loud rustling behind them, the little glistens on the surface of the slimy puddle pulled into lines by the stream, flowing backward along with the dirt on the ground, and they were being sucked away by that big thing behind the two of them.