The vegan allegiance (standard:horror, 5557 words)
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Meat makes fools. Meat rots your mind. Meat is murder. The future is vegan. Join the vegan allegiance.

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"Yes," said Elisa, mustering as much enthusiasm as she could, "Been
veggie for about two months now, but I'm being taught how to be a 
proper vegan," she smiled at Carrot. 

"I tell you what Ian, good job she found me, and is willing to become a
fully fledged vegan, because, you know, I couldn't date a meat-eater, 
someone who consumes flesh", he grimaced, "Worse than someone who 
smokes. I mean, it's okay for you Ian, no offence or anything, but 
you're of the past. Elisa's told me you eat meat, but you can't help 
that. I do feel sorry for you but meat-eaters are a dying breed and 
rightly so". 

Suddenly the food in Ian's mouth seemed to taste bitter, and he shot
Elisa another glance, but she was pushing her food around with her 
knife as if contemplating whether to eat it or not. 

Ok, thought Ian, it's like that is it? 

"Have you ever eaten meat?" he asked. 

"In my teens," he said. "I'll admit, I found it okay at the time, but
looking back in hindsight, absolutely vile. I woke up in my twenties 
and went straight vegan, cut meat out like that," he made a chopping 
gesture with his knife. 

"It's just that, I'm surprised you have enough strength to lift up the
knife and fork". 

Elisa looked at her father with widened eyes. Carrot made a sarcastic
laugh. 

"Never heard that one before, ha ha, hear that Elisa? saying I'm weak".
Elisa just smiled slightly without humour. There was another period of 
silence as they ate. 

"Does it....?" asked Ian, "Does it make a difference going vegan? I mean
does it change anything?" 

"It's the principal," said Carrot, rather too loudly, pointing the fork.
"If enough of us get together and make our voice heard, we can make a 
difference yes. If I had my way I would ban meat. Honestly. We don't 
need it to live on. Dead flesh affects your brain, makes you stupid. 
I've never come across an intelligent meat-eater yet. In fact I think 
there might be some genetic connection between meat and greed". "Meat 
and greed?" put in Elisa. 

"All corporations and governments are greedy. Fact of life babe. I bet
they're all meat-eaters. We're made of flesh right? Is it normal for 
flesh to consume flesh?" He shook his head. "No. We've been given 
intelligence right, brains to discover the wonders of food, of healthy 
living that doesn't involve meat". 

"Nature's given us a choice," said Ian, "We're omnivores, we can either
eat plants or meat or both". 

"Eating meat is the easy way out for idiots who just want to consume
dead flesh because they can't be bothered to find the real, healthy 
foods out there. Meat is a cop-out, and it's murder. What they do to 
animals to get the meat is an absolute disgrace". 

"It's behind closed doors," said Ian, quietly. 

"Beats me why I still talk to meat-eaters, braindead zombies, as bad as
smokers. They're just as thick and stupid". 

"So, are you calling me an idiot just because I eat meat?" asked Ian.
There was a long pause. Carrot nodded. 

"Looks like it, yes. If you want to stuff your face with dead flesh then
go right ahead. I don't mean to be offensive but yes, you're stupid, 
and vegetarians as well. Spineless fools". 

"Carrot!" said Elisa. 

"That's what you'll get with me. Pure honesty. If you don't like it,
there's plenty of other fish in the sea". 

"Thought you didn't eat fish," put in Ian. 

"That's correct," said Carrot with a laugh. 

"You're entitled to your opinion," Ian continued, "As backwards as it
is. If nature says I can consume meat then that's exactly what I'm 
going to do". 

"See Elisa," said Carrot, "Proof that he's a dinosaur. I talk about this
kind of thing at the vegan allegiance meetings". 

"Vegan allegiance?" asked Ian. 

"Yes, I'm the founder and we're a growing group and we meet to discuss
ways of spreading veganism further and to talk about our experiences. 
Elisa's joining us, arn't you?" Elisa just tucked into her meal and 
nodded. 

"Really?" asked Ian, disappointment on his face. 

"Anyway," Carrot continued, "The consumption of flesh is being 'evolved
out' by nature. Flesh is provided for the idiot who cannot live off the 
land, who can't cook healthily from natural ingredients. Your 
bone-headed moron who eats burgers. 

You watch in a hundred years time, veganism will be normal, and we'll
wonder just what on earth we were doing when we used to eat meat. 
Children are gonna be shocked. 'Hey son, d'you know that bunny rabbit 
and those cows, and those chickens and those pigs. People used to eat 
them'. 'Eat them!' the child would say. 'Yes son, they ate them'. 
'That's disgusting', he would say. 'Yes son, it was'. So we at the 
vegan allegiance are trying to make our voice heard, and Elisa has 
agreed to join us on our next outing". 

"Outing?" said Ian, chewing on his pasta, "What, going to hug some trees
and dance with bunny rabbits through the meadows? How many's in this 
'alliance' anyway?" 

"Eight," put in Elisa, "There's eight in the allegiance". 

"Eight!" Ian laughed. 

Carrot was quiet for a few moments and muttered to Elisa, "See what I
mean? dinosaur". 

The meal wound up and Carrot shook Ian's hand, albiet reluctantly, and
they all walked to the front door to see Carrot out. 

"So what are you planning at these meetings anyway?" 

"Well, we do have a message planned, and it'll certainly make people
think about things. See you there tomorrow Elisa," he said, then walked 
away. 

"What message?" Ian asked "No idea," she said. "Anyway, are you serious?
Him, lettuce-chewing ponce". "Ah, he's okay, his heart's in the right 
place". "Oh, is it?" "I'll give him a chance". "You know better than to 
be brainwashed by the likes of him though don't you?" "Come on dad, you 
know me better than that". "Just making sure". They went inside, Ian 
closing the door. 

Jizza, Snowy, Vixen, Bonk, Dizzy, Bubble and Sausage, were each handed a
pile of leaflets by Carrot. They were the other members of the vegan 
allegiance, and all except for Jizza and Elisa, they were a mixture of 
skaters and goths. 

They were at their usual meeting place, beneath an old oak tree in the
local park. 

"Ok," said Carrot, "We'll meet back here at one. We need to discuss
tomorrow nights message to the nation". They all mumbled and nodded, 
then dispersed to where they would hand out the leaflets which 
basically said: 'Meat makes fools, Meat rots your mind, Meat is murder, 
The future is vegan, Join the vegan allegiance'. 

Besides that there was a clipart silhouette of a cow in a red circle
with a line through. 

Beneath it was Carrot's and Vixen's phone numbers. 

"Alright babes, you're with me," he said to Elisa. 

They walked around a mile into the town centre, and in the paved
shopping area there was an independent butchers with an array of meats 
in the window. Carrot stood there with a look of disgust on his face, 
shook his head, then gave Elisa a section of leaflets. 

"Just hand them out to anyone". Elisa nodded and walked a few metres
away and began trying to hand them out, as did Carrot. 

Most people simply ignored them and walked on past. Some took them. Some
took them and further down the way threw them away. 

"Join the vegan allegiance," said Carrot, loudly, "Meat is murder". One
or two people looked his way, but most people carried on ignoring him. 
"Meat rots your brain". A man walked towards the butchers but Carrot 
shoved a leaflet at him. 

"Meat is murder," he said. The man glanced at the leaflet, shook his
head, and carried on into the shop. 

"Join the vegan allegiance," Carrot said again. A few people took the
leaflets. 

Elisa came walking back over. 

"Some people are so ignorant arn't they?" she said. He nodded. "They
sure are," and another customer went to walk in only to be faced with 
another leaflet which they dodged. 

A customer left the shop with a wrapped up package, clearly a cut of
meat. 

"That's right, carnivore, hope you choke on it". The woman stopped and
looked at Carrot, as though trying to decide whether or not to respond. 
She decided not to and continued on. 

Elisa looked at Carrot with a sense of disdain. 

"What on earth is going on here?" came a loud voice from behind. Elisa
and Carrot turned to see the butcher standing in the doorway, a person 
who 'looked' like a butcher. He was over-weight, had a bald head, a 
long, stained apron, and stood there with his hands on his hips 
scowling at them both. 

"Don't you be scaring away my customers. I've got enough to contend with
with the supermarkets taking my business away without some 
leaf-munching fairies making it worse, now clear-off!" He hooked his 
thumb in a 'scram' gesture. 

"Happy to sell heart disease, diabetes, cancer to people are you?
Obviously you don't care about that do you? Don't you know meat is bad 
for you?" 

"Is it? Is it really? How ever did our ancestors survive? just ate
sodding berries did they? Meat mate, meat, people have been eating meat 
since  day one. Suddenly it's bad for you is it? Been reading too many 
tabloids. One week somethings good for you, the next it's bad, now it's 
meat's turn". 

"Science," said Carrot. "Backed up by science. Meat isn't good for you".
The butcher nodded in a sarcastic manner. 

"Right, science eh, funny how people always discover scientific evidence
to back up what they want to believe. Anyway, moderation lad, meat in 
moderation is good for you. Bloody water is bad for you if you drink 
too much of it". 

"Check the science, it can give you heart disease and all sorts of
health problems. Also they pump hormones and weird stuff into it". 
"Maybe lad, with all the processed stuff you get in supermarkets, not 
even I know that, but at least I know where my meat has been, you won't 
find it filled out with anything. Pure, proper fresh meat, that's what 
you'll find here, none of your sodding rabbit food that you lot eat". 
"How do you kill them anyway? I bet it's cruel". 

"Can you hear any animals out the back waiting for this blood thirsty
butcher to slaughter them? No you can't. Surely you would know that. I 
don't kill animals here". 

"I know exactly how they are killed and it's cruel". 

"I don't suppose there would be any way to kill an animal you would be
happy with". 

"Not if it's to eat them. What about the poor lambs as well. Just
emerged into this world and then they get chopped". 

"That's my fault is it? Lambs that taste so nice and succulent is down
to me. I'll just stop selling it shall I? I'll ring up all the farms 
and say stop killing lambs because some fruit-cake thinks its cruel". 
"It 'is' cruel". 

"While I'm at it, stop killing all other animals as well because its
cruel and meat is bad for you". 

"Exactly, I'd like for you to do that but your just another money
grabber". 

"Money grabber? I think you mean businessman. Meat is business mate, and
as long as it makes profit, and people demand it, animals are going to 
be bred for it". 

"Well that's wrong". 

The butcher shrugged, "Nothing to do with me, I just earn a living from
it". 

"Blood money. Meat is murder". 

"Oh, murder now is it? Animals are murdered. Yes, well, it doesn't
matter how many of you pansies protest. If it makes profit then big 
business will exploit it. Animals are still going to be killed. People 
are still going to eat and demand it. Just because one fairy hippy 
decides to stop eating it doesn't mean the farms are going to start 
crying, 'Oh, we'd better not kill any more animals then, cos those 
vegans are really starting to make us cry'". 

"Clearly you have no compassion. It's just a trade to you isn't it? Just
a business," the butcher nodded. 

"Happy to simply slaughter animals and hold your hand out and take the
profits, don't care how many are bred to die, or how they are treated, 
how they are killed. You are proof that meat is murder, that meat is 
bad for you. All meat-eaters are moronic, that's a fact. They just 
consume it without thinking. 

Happy for it to be packaged up so it doesn't look too bad, but if they
had to kill the animal themselves then they'd think twice wouldn't 
they? Proof that meat-eaters are lazy, braindead zombies that just 
consume and consume. Consume that cancer, consume diabetes, consume 
those growth hormones. Consume that brain rotting flesh". 

"You really are clueless arn't you? You're one of those idiots that just
believes what he wants to believe no matter what the evidence. Meat, 
incase you hadn't noticed, is a source of nutrients, protein and has 
fed people since we lived in the oceans. But you don't want to hear 
that do you? You're like a verbal tabloid newspaper". 

"When those animals are killed, they are terrified, terrified". 

"No they're not, they have no idea what's going to happen to them".
"They do, and what happens when they're terrified? Adrenaline pumps 
through their system, fear, and that comes out in the taste making it 
taste nasty". 

"Would you like to try some of these meats? See what they taste like".
He gestured to the shop window. 

"How about some pork ribs, some duck, or lamb chops? No-ones ever
complained to me about the taste. I've never heard anyone complain 
about the taste of meat before. I'm guessing it tastes a lot nicer than 
your bloody birdseed". 

"Think I'll stick to science, to the facts". 

"Yes, mate, and so will I". 

Carrot threw the rest of the leaflets up the air and turned and stormed
away. 

Elisa just looked at the butcher who shrugged and walked back into the
shop. She hurried to join Carrot who suddenly snapped at her: "Why 
didn't you back me up? I'll just handle that all on my own shall I?Why 
didn't you have a go? If you're gonna be my girl, then you'll need to 
get with the programme, cos there's plenty more fish in the sea. 

I'll see you at the meeting place tomorrow. Don't forget you can only be
a member if you're fully vegan. So I want you a hundred percent when 
you show up tomorrow. It's time you joined properly. I'd be ashamed to 
call you my girlfriend if you wouldn't commit. Then you can go and 
marry a meat-eater, and lets see how that would turn out". 

He turned and walked away, and she simply stood there for a few moments,
outside a row of shops near a taxi rank. 

Was that a deal-breaker? she wondered, the moment in a relationship
after you have been all loved up, been on dates, kissed and cuddled and 
declared an item, when one of them does something that shows a side to 
their personality that essentially means, the deals off. We're breaking 
up. 

Are they racist? homophobic? or did they just pick a fight with
somebody? Do they get angry and lash out at the drop of a hat? 
Something that says, goodbye, you're not 'the one'. Elisa had serious 
musings regarding that, but, she thought, he's passionate about his 
cause. He's driven, and believes it wholeheartedly. 

So it was her giving him a second chance. 

The second the kettle clicked off, Ian made tea, a traditional one for
him, and camomile for Elisa. He handed it to her and she looked down at 
an egg sandwich he had made for her. 

"You know Carrot wants me at the meeting tomorrow a fully fledged vegan,
so if he could see me now," she said, as she picked it up and took a 
bite, "I think he would dump me". 

"Egg," said Ian, "Don't worry, I won't tell him. D'you think you will
though, go vegan? Do it because you want to, not because of him". 
"Maybe after this sandwich". 

"So, what's his plan then? What's this message he's going to send to get
everyone vegan?" Elisa smiled. 

"People are not going to go vegan because of it. If anything they're
going to be extremely annoyed, but Carrot has got this idea that people 
will come together, will bond and become a tight-knit community where 
he can introduce veganism and everyone will embrace it". 

"The vegan allegiance," she continued with a slight hint of sarcasm,
"Are going to break into the electric power-plant on the outskirts of 
this town, find a sub-station and shut off the electricity in the town, 
and he's confident of doing this because one of the security guards 
knows one of the allegiance, Dizzy....". 

"Wait, so is this security guard a vegan or vegetarian?" Elisa nodded,
and Ian burst into laughter. 

"A veggie security guard? Are you serious?" Elisa smiled, nodded and
carried on eating her sandwich. 

"How is he expected to tackle anyone? Oh sorry mate, have a weak slap on
the wrist and don't do it again.....veggie security guard, honestly". 
"Anyway," said Elisa, "Once he lets them in, he's also going to let 
them into the sub-station where they can shut off the electricity on 
most of, I don't think all, of the town". 

"People's wi-fi, internet is going to be affected isn't it? He's
certainly brave in doing that. Brave, or a head-case. Have a guess at 
which one I think he is, and anyway, how are people going to know that 
it's him, that it's this vegan alliance?". 

"He and the others are going around the town beforehand putting up
leaflets basically telling them". 

"Everyone will see the error of their ways, and live as a hippy," said
Ian. "Everybody be like 'me'. Come on Elisa, how long are you going be 
with this barmpot? Sorry, but he is". 

"That's okay. Well, I'm going to give him a bit longer. I think if I had
to make him choose between me or the allegiance, he wouldn't think 
twice and choose the allegiance. Still his heart's in the right place, 
but I'm not sure that that heart includes me as well. Oh, and 'when' we 
have kids, he said, not 'if', 'when' we have kids there's no way 
they're going to eat meat". 

"I think I can tell you exactly right now", said Ian, "he's not a
keeper". 

"No," said Elisa, "he's not," and continued to eat her sandwich. Sparkle
was eighteen years old, had been influenced by her friends, by the 
media, and by rebellion. The same rebellion her parents, and her 
grandparents did when they were the same age, proving they weren't 
really rebelling against anything. They were growing up normal. She was 
sat cross-legged by the oak tree, looking up at Carrot. All of the 
allegiance were lounging in the grass as the sun bathed the park in its 
warmth. 

"I thought I could just join," said Sparkle, "I didn't know I had to
have an interview". 

"I need to know you're serious, and that you are a vegan. I can't allow
anyone in. Ok, why do people become vegan?" 

"Well, I'm a vegan because animals have rights," she said. Carrot
nodded. 

"Yes, good enough. Name a disease that meat is known to cause?"
"Obesity". 

"Is obesity a disease?" asked Carrot, "Yes," said Sparkle, "It can cause
all sorts of complications". 

"Heart-attack, diabetes..." called over Vixen. 

"This is Sparkle's interview," said Carrot, "She needs to answer. 

Anyway she's already got further than you did when I brought you in". 

"Yes, and how did I prove I was serious when I joined?" Carrot smiled.
"Oh yes, you went down to the lake just down there and shoved a 
fisherman into the water. Must admit it was funny, that got you in". 
"Name me an animal by-product that a vegan can eat". Sparkle answered 
quickly. "None," she said, "none whatsoever". 

"Correct. That'll do. Welcome to the vegan allegiance. Welcome our new
member folks, Sparkle". 

"Yay," called Sausage. 

"Now just to let you know, tonight, me and the others are going to
deliver a message by cutting off electricity. Only temporary until they 
work out how to turn it back on, but I don't expect you to come along, 
and I wouldn't want you to". 

"Message?" Sparkle asked. 

"It's a message to everyone to let them know we're here, and it will
tell people you can live off the land. You can become self-sufficient, 
and if it makes the news it might even get as far as government, and it 
will tell them that we don't need them. If we can get a community that 
doesn't need money, can generate its own electricity, can grow its own 
food, that will send a message to parliament saying we don't need 
them". "They won't like that," said Bonk, walking over. 

"They certainly won't". 

"Welcome Sparkle," Bonk said, shaking her hand, "One in, one out". "What
do you mean?" Carrot said, frowning. Sparkle wandered away to join the 
others. 

"Listen Carrot, I can't really abide by this, by this activity. I'm all
about promoting veganism and that's what I joined for, but this 
electricity thing is too much for me, I mean where will it stop? Mass 
murder of all meat-eaters and vegetarians?" 

"Obviously you're petrified," said Carrot, his voice raised slightly.
"Scared incase the police show up, scared you might get electrocuted. 
Do you think I care if I get arrested? It'll send a message". 

"What, vegan arrested trespassing trying to turn off electricity. What
message is that?" 

"I'm promoting veganism, a positive peaceful message, but if you're too
scared then I want you stay away, wouldn't want you whining". He turned 
to the others. 

"Who else is still up for tonight?" All of them except Sparkle put thier
hands up. 

"See, they're not scared. They're not hiding". 

"I just don't want to be involved in it, in this so-called 'allegiance',
which is all about you Carrot. You might as well call it the 'Carrot 
club'". 

"Right, so just walking away are we? or maybe you're not really a
commited vegan. Go back to being a meat-eater, go back to being a 
veggie, see if I care," he turned back again to the others. 

"Ok, time to start spreading the stickers around town. That's if you've
got the guts, and arn't too scared like a little mouse to promote the 
vegan cause". They all stood up and gathered their belongings. 

"Ok, we'll reconvene tonight at ten at the meeting place. See you then".
They all went their separate ways, Sparkle walking away with Vixen. 

"Look Carrot, I'm all for the cause, I get it, it's just...." Carrot
raised his hands and turned away, just as Elisa was approaching. 
"Forget it Bonk I'm not interested. Go and eat meat if that's what you 
want". Carrot just looked at her as he strode past. She looked at Bonk 
who simply shrugged. 

"Am I ever going to see you in a good mood?" Elisa asked. Carrot turned
and pointed at her accusingly, his voice raised: "Until people stop 
exploiting animals for profit, stop pumping out carbon into the air, 
stop eating meat, then no, you won't see me in a good mood. You can 
show up tonight at the meeting place if you want, but if not 
then...whatever!" Then he turned and stormed away. Bonk joined Elisa at 
her side, both of them watching as Carrot walked out of the park. 

"The twelfth of never," said Bonk, "That's when he might, just might,
crack a smile, but even then he'll find something to moan about. I 
think he enjoys it". 

"Yes," Elisa said. "I think you maybe right. Anyway, so you've quit have
you? You've quit this allegiance". Bonk nodded. 

"Yes. Well I didn't want to follow him on his trip to prison, and
besides, I can't do without omelettes". 

"So you're going back to being a veggie". 

"Well, erm, yes, I think I am". 

"Wait till I tell Carrot," said Elisa, and they both smiled. 

Elisa, Carrot, Snowy, Jizza, Vixen, Dizzy, Bubble and Sausage, all stood
around as though waiting for a bus. 

"Okay, it looks as if the gang is all here except for the mouse," said
Carrot. They were bathed in light from the dual-carriageway that curved 
around the side of the town. It was 22.05pm and the sky had thrown a 
dark sheet over the area, moonlight blending into the yellow from the 
roadway lights. 

A large electrified fence stretched into the distance on either side of
them, hemming in the power-plant that gave the town its electricity. 
They were stood at a side exit, waiting for Dizzy's friend to come and 
let them in. 

Carrot took from his pocket another sticker, one of many that had been
plastered around the town. He was by a speed-camera and was tall enough 
to put it over the lens. 

'When the lights go out, wake up a vegan, join the vegan allegiance', it
said, followed by Carrot's and Vixen's mobile numbers. 

"Carrot," said Vixen, "Why did you put it there? people who speed won't
get a ticket now and might be encouraged to speed even more if they 
don't get a fine". 

"They're just another government puppet ripping off the public. Any
chance I get to deny them money I'm taking. Ah...here he is by the 
looks of things". 

An approaching torchlight beyond the fence wavered until it picked them
all out. Then they heard the sound of keys and the door being unlocked. 
The security guard stood there and waved them through. He and Dizzy 
shook hands. 

"Thanks for this," Dizzy said, "I owe you one. I know this is a massive
risk". 

"It is yes, but it's a boring job. I don't think I care if I'm sacked.
It's tempting to just join you". 

"Ah, this is for vegans," interjected Carrot, smiling, "Not light-weight
veggies. Where do we go?" 

The slight insult the security guard felt took a few seconds to subside,
then he said, "Follow me". They flicked on their torches, following the 
one in front. 

After a few minutes, that torch picked out a small brick sub-station,
the security guard removing the padlock and opening the creaky door. 
"Ok, just switch off everything in here, that should do it". Most of 
the allegiance, except Sausage and Vixen went inside. Elisa also waited 
outside. 

It was a mini-disco of wavering lights in the confined space as they all
proceeded to turn off all switches and turn down dials and levers. In 
the torch and moonlight, Elisa looked at the other two, the security 
guard hanging back, one eye looking out, and one eye on the 
sub-station, and Vixen and Sausage looked at Elisa, and they suspected 
what was on her mind. 

She stepped across to the door and closed it, sliding the lock across.
"What are you doing?" said the security guard, watching as Elisa took 
out her mobile phone. She dialled a few numbers and said nothing to him 
as she waited for an answer. 

"Hello," she said, "I'd like the police please". 

It only took a few seconds for the allegiance to realise they were
trapped, and suddenly screams and banging permeated the air. 

Carrot hammered with the base of his torch on the door, the torchlights
lighting up panicked faces like camera-flashes within the blackness. 
Screams of 'Let me out', 'What have you done?' were ignored as Vixen 
and Sausage decided it was time to exit. Elisa said nothing as they 
went to leave. 

"Where do you think you're going?" the security guard asked. 

"If I'm about to lose my job, then you lot have got some explaining to
the police to do. No-one's leaving here until they arrive". 

Inside the sub-station, the panic continued, except that was, from
Carrot. 

He had stopped banging, had stopped shouting, and had pressed his
fore-head against the door, the torch dropped, his eyes closed. 

Deep within the recesses of his mind, over-riding the normal reaction to
being trapped was the more intense belief that they were not getting 
out. This led to the untapped region of the brain every human has, the 
capacity for survival, everyone for themselves, whatever it takes. This 
over-whelmed his mind, the barriers of which had been taken down by his 
penchant for all things vegan, smoothing the path for his survival 
instincts. 

He shot out his right hand to grab the back of Dizzy's head who was
still shouting to be let out. He tugged him back and bit into his 
throat. Dizzy stumbled back, cracking his head on the concrete, and was 
dazed as Carrot knelt down and bit and chewed the flesh, eating the 
meat, oblivous to the screams around him. 

Outside, sirens punctuated the air. 

Carrot's face was red as he ate into the neck, Dizzy feebly struggling
as the blood pooled around them, the screaming and banging continuing 
as Carrot fed. 

The entrance the allegiance had been allowed through was now blocked by
a policeman, and two of them approached the sub-station. 

Dizzy was dead, and Carrot was ripping away skin when the doors opened
and the others rushed out. 

"Stop right there you're all under arrest!" said an officer, but that
went unheard as they ran away in different directions into the grounds 
of the  power-plant. 

"They won't get away," said the other officer, as their torches picked
out Carrot, unawares as he feasted on the fresh meat. 

"What on earth....?" 

Elisa could only stare for a few moments, then walked slowly towards
him. 

"Miss, don't approach him," said an officer, but she stopped at the
entrance. 

Carrot was drinking blood when he stopped and slowly turned his head
towards her. 

They made eye-contact. For a few seconds nothing was said. 

"We're finished," she said, backing away.


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