Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24387293-20160331010113/@comment-27950523-20160628044925

"You can do what you want with her. I'm going to have a nice little detour around her house."

Cali noticed the smoke that was filling the air and she quickly tracked down where the oven was. She turned the gas off on the stove, noticing the crusty pot overoiling with something foul. The substance inside had brimmed over, caking the surface with a nasty, burnt red color substance.

Curiously, Cali lifted the pot to look inside. The liquid was still at a boiling point, a few bubbles bursting. Then something else surfaced.

An eye stared back up at her. Cali looked around the kitchen. There were various bodies strewn up on meat hooks, most of them looking animal. Blood speckled the floor and there were bones casually strewn throughout, some on top of thick books.

Cali walked slowly over to a familiar figure, it's skin completely gone, hangain upside down by a single foot. It's jaw opened wide from being cracked but it looked like a howl of permanent torment.

It was a coyote.

Cali's eyes carefully read over the titles of the books that, quite strangely, littered the kitchen in stacks.

((sorry if this is like, sloppy i'm ready to clock out))