"Crunching. Slurping. Chewing. Gnawing. Biting. Tearing. Soup. Steak. Broiled over a fire, fried in fat. Eat eat eat. Let nothing go to waste. Who are you to say what can and cannot? Nothing to spoil. Clear the room. Fresh farm found familiar from faraway faces."<br/><br/>Thoughts that went through Rock Hammer's mind as he silently ate the meal in the turtle shell. Without any immediate threats and little fear of others taking offense, he gorged himself on the corpses. It was almost horrific how quickly he ate them. Almost seven corpses, gone in less then twenty minutes. The only proof of their existence was their blood stained clothing, piled next to Rock Hammer. His face was smeared in their gore, which he wiped away using their clean clothes.<br/><br/>He looked at the turtle shell which was still greasy with fat and blood.<span style="font-weight: bold">"This can protect me."</span>He said quietly to himself. He would need to fine cloth, and a sharp, thin knife. Not like the one he had; it was too big. He needed something smaller, something to stab. A needle, or maybe a drill bit. And he needed hides and skins. Leather, like the animals on his body. They also began to smell, the heat of the room allowing them to decay. The endless hunger spoke out to Rock Hammer, and soon he began to remove the crude clothing made of corpses from his body, and ate them down to the bones.<br/><br/>Now Roch hammer had a turtle shell full of bones, bits of skin, and liquid gore. He sat quietly and turned towards Liliana, who was trying to help the dead man. Rock Hammer knew he was dead. And if he wasn't, he would soon be. He could smell sickness coming from the body, and he knew this little building was no hospital. Rock Hammer's guess was proven correct when Liliana plunged her knife into the body. Rock Hammer was tempted to ask if he could eat the body, but then he noticed he wasn't the only one with the hunger.<br/><br/>"Bird in the bush. Flock of feathers. Where is she from where does she go? Go go go go! Mirrors reflect the souls; eyes are windows. Congregate! See who they are; see yourself. Who are they, to judge you? FEED ME! EAT THE DEAD! Rip tear shred pull slash! SHE IS THE ONE!"<br/><br/>There was the other woman, the one that Rock Hammer didn't pay too much attention to the first time. She had come out from no where, joined them when they came across Liliana's old friends. She had eaten a part of the turtle, and initially Rock Hammer thought nothing of it. After all, it's certainly something he would do. Which is why now, that he is out from the dangers of the forest, he thought it was so strange that this normal looking woman would exhibit behavior similar to himself when he started to have a taste for humans. Rock Hammer was quite aware of how... Bizarre his behavior is to others. He stopped caring when the hunger pains hurt him more than bullets did. But he also knew that his behavior was unaccepted to most. The woman, Darina, was acting similarly in ways he once did when he hungered. He did not think that she would eat humans like he did, but he did not understand what other reasons she would have for acting in such a way. It was too strange to be true, yet the only truth that Rock Hammer believed.<br/><br/>But then there were the others in this group who seemed largely apathetic to what he does. He knew that Liliana had a sort of... Coldness about her. Something that told Rock Hammer that she understood him. But the others? Did they say nothing out of fear, or do they accept him as well? What of the little girl, who seemed to spit fire and and malice at others? Or the leader of the other hunters, who seemed jolly yet mature. Rock Hammer remembered a time where he could not even show himself to other humans without invoking fear and hatred, and he had to leave because of it. And yet here he is. Inside a city, seen by everyone, and no one has come to kill him yet.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"What strange people."</span><br/><br/>There was much that could be done. Liliana announced that they should leave, and he would agree. He needed to go north. Perhaps that is not where Liliana is heading, but that is where he would be heading. He may be willing to spend some time here, however, to craft himself supplies for the journey ahead. But before he spoke to her Rock Hammer went up to Darina. He still was uncertain what ailed her. He wasn't certain if his hypothesis that she eats humans like he did. But subtly and cunning wasn't really things that Rock Hammer practiced. Much like the object he was named after, he was rather blunt.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Are you going to eat him?"</span>