Dinner time..
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Blood, Blood, BLOOD.
I could sense it, I could almost taste it, my mouth was turning into a bubble pit of that oh, so desirable red. Sure, I'd never tasted true human myself but the others always boasted about it's exclusivity and how only the finest could only truly admire it's taste. It was about time I shared a slice of the bloody meat pie. I swam closer, faster towards the temptation. Dinner time was near and I really couldn't wait much longer...
I could almost feel my heart ripping out of my chest just of pure, unfiltered excitement. All this swimming wasn't helping much either, sure I'd swam all my life but never this fast, never this motivated. I could hear the soft creaks of the boat approaching louder, louder. I was ready to strike, to pounce. I was ready. I'd imagined this moment maybe my entire life, but my fantasies couldn't even come close to this. I thought I was lucky, but boy never like this. THE BOAT HAD SUNK RIGHT INTO MY FINS! I took a swift, determined bite and all my sudden excitement turned into surprise. Human tasted awful! Human didn't come close to the sweet, better than tuna taste I'd imagined! Society is a LIE!! Talk about catfish, you should never trust the scheming little devils...