Ah Sweet Man-made Horrors の小説・ストーリー

As unlikely as the latter idea was, it felt right. I dashed inside for a bunch of hot dogs and some raw hamburger to feed it with. The girls squealed when it thrashed about, grabbing the food with its hooks. Kelly screamed like a horror movie queen when she saw the rows of teeth in its maw. Then we waited. If it had been a rainy day, we could have finished it right then with the beach deserted. But it was a perfect summer day, and we’d have to wait for darkness. No way we could trundle across a crowded beach and dump that thing in the ocean. ***

Someone knew us enough to be interested. Below the photos, a single line of text appeared on the screen: ‘Enjoy your lunch, sweetheart.’ The text didn't have a name, and the tone was completely mysterious, leaving me absolutely terrified. Was it Stephen playing a dangerous, manipulative game with me? Or was there someone else on campus tracking my every move, waiting for the perfect moment to destroy my entire life?

Zander's interest in her had disappeared at once. His first instinct had been to run. He was so afraid that he wasn't even in Seaworth. He was terrified that Angela would secretly put those disgusting, sticky spell bugs into his body. The comments exploded again. "We're in the 21st century. Do spell bugs still exist?" "I remember that Velmorians breed these spell bugs. They can be harmful to people, and you can't escape them once you get tainted with them." "I was curious and did a search on them. Spell bugs are so ugly. It's disgusting!"

“ Step down young master ! I don’t wanna hurt you . “ said the man in a grey suit . “ Before I do anything , who came up with the silly idea of becoming a spy in the Landar mansion and why are those two here ? “ asked Antonio pointing at Damiana and Derrick . “ My friend accidentally hacked into the system of sir Damian and got some of his files . He was aiming for another person but…..it’s a misunderstanding . “ said the man in grey . ‘ I gotta buy some time before master’s people arrive . ‘ thought the guy in a grey suit . “ For the president of such a big corporation like that guy over there , to come here himself , I am not sure whether your friend has done something wrong ‘ accidentally

It never came out. Stronger now. Fresher. Still oozing warmth. Carrying that rust-sweet reek of living tissue torn apart. Another scent tangled in the air. Synthetic sweetness. Mass-produced canned peaches long expired. The chemical aftertaste sharp enough to ache at the root of the tongue. Selene's pheromones. That industrial rot clung to the cold blood like a greasy film on an open wound. Unwashable. Dorian's drone slipped through the ventilation shaft.

I was going crazy with my desire for her though I was enraged with what she did. "H-honey please. don't be mad. I'm sorry..." she uttered while trying hard not to cry. I didn't answer. My eyes went down her cleavage. I couldn't think straight now. Her tits which were rising and falling because of her ragged breathing felt so soft against my chest. "S-sorry. I'm really sorry honey," her voice was like a whisper which made me close my eyes for a moment. The way she called me honey was music to my ears. I opened my eyes and looked at her pretty features. Her dark brown eyes were misty but smoky.

The people who tried to expose what was happening lost careers for speaking up. No one understood how devastating things were until it was too late. Even when hellhounds began killing us, we didn't know they were man-made and a product of science created to save money. With the Shadow Warriors help, we managed to survive the first wave of hellhounds. Now the formaldehyde has attacked the older dead. They're more intelligent and scarier all around, their misshapen bodies slightly more human. Who knows what will happen when the ancient dead awaken?

Not when the cure is almost ready. A disturbing sound rang. “Hello, humans.” Sarah and Grace looked up on the screen and saw the image of misery and melancholy. Evil humanoids, you pieces of junks. Sarah’s teeth gritted as she saw them. “What do you, humanoids, want?” Grace shouted with intense anger. The humanoid looked left and right and leaned closer to the screen. It lifted up its hand showing an action of whispering, “What do you think, honey?” The humanoid smiled and it sent chills to their spine. It felt like they were having a deal with the devil.

Horror struck me like lightning, and I knew then that my worst fears had come true - my old pack and family had been brutally wiped out. “Hallie get back here now.” Hugh ordered me as he and Alpha Arnie chased after me, attempting to calm me down, but it was too late. I was already consumed by a need to uncover the truth. Ignoring their calls, I sprinted onward, disappearing into the maze of corridors within Moonstone Manor. Each corner I turned revealed more and more lifeless bodies, my heart breaking with every sight. The hallways felt suffocating, as though every step I took was leading me deeper into a twisted nightmare.

- Bobby Bhlezy and John Carl now run and vomits also at the side the scene that reveals before them was too inhuman the inside of the factory is like painted by red due to there are too many blood scattered around not just blood there is also human body parts that are scattered in the place, the internal organs were hanging in the wall, the brain, the ear, the eyes are scattered around the place this place was an actual presentation of hell! immediately Sunny close the door of the factory "from now on no one will be allowed to go to this factory and next time we go here we will burn down this inhuman place"- Bobby everyone just nod but the memory of that place will be forever in their mind