I threw up.
It was red. I threw up Papa's blood. It
tasted good at first but I do not want it anymore. It doesn't taste
good coming out. My stomach hurts. Cainus says he worries.
About me? I do not understand.
I understand that Cainus was hungry. He was starving. Papa starved him to keep him weak said Cainus. So Cainus ate Papa. After I killed him. Then I threw up.
I understand that Cainus was hungry. He was starving. Papa starved him to keep him weak said Cainus. So Cainus ate Papa. After I killed him. Then I threw up.
Tingles move all over my body and I
don't like it – I rub my arms my legs. I brush the invisible dust
away but still it tingles. I grip my horns and shake my head.
Something is wrong.
Cainus stays in Papa's office with all
the machines. He moves to the big metal doors that have never been
opened. I follow. I hold his tail because I don't want to get lost.
Cainus says we have to get out. I ask
why. He says there is nothing to hunt here, and I will starve. I will
die. He won't. He will just go to sleep until someone finds him.
I am like him. I want to go to sleep
until someone finds us. Cainus says he does not know how much like
him I am. I am like him a lot. I tell him that. He rests his big head
against my chest. He says he wants me to be just like him – exactly
like him.
One time Papa yelled at me for playing
with a lever I found. I pulled on it, and everything shook. Then I
pushed on it, and everything shook again. It was fun. Papa screamed
and knocked me away, then locked the room.
I tell Cainus. I cry at the end. Cainus
licks my face.
We will get out.
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