Gray Iron
Category:
Mature
02.04.2021
It started with a plate full of food.
It was no different than the plate full I had eaten the night before, or the night before that.
In fact it was no different than any dinner I had eaten for the last fifteen to twenty years of my life.
What made the food in front of me repugnant was... laughter.
I could hear it echoing in my ears even as I looked down at the food.