My stomach feels like it’s ready to eat its self! It's been three days since I'd escaped demons tweedle dee and tweedle dumb and two days since I'd last eaten. Maybe he just eats other demons… or other creatures, I corrected.

…So far, I’m the only ‘people’ around here. Kind of silly to assume he eats people, Lil. I contemplated this as I weighed my options here. I studied my new quarry, noting every little thing he did, watching him avidly. He was carrying kindling in his arms and I watched quietly as he tended his fire and checked on his dinner. There was a rustling in the bushes and I froze, ducking down as a demon came out of the woods from the opposite direction as me. I'm so hungry, I thought as I cautiously approached the tiny camp. My mouth watered and my stomach growled loudly. There was a small spit with a little animal roasting on it. The smell of food eventually caught my attention, tickling and teasing my nose.Ĭautiously, I carefully followed it to a tiny, less densely packed area.

The licorice was tough as leather from sitting in the plastic bag inside my coat pocket for so long, but nothing had ever tasted better. I dug through my still dampened and now completely filthy coat pockets and gave myself a mental pat on the back when I found a small package of crackers and some stale, age unknown, licorice. My stomach protested, growling loudly, letting me know just how hungry I've become. 'Can't really be picky right now, can I?' I groaned tiredly and climbed in. It's either this or the demon people, I thought tiredly.Īfter a few hours, wandering deeper into the woods, I found a tree with a hollowed out section, big enough for me to fit in and decided that would have to do for now. Once I'd made it some distance into the dense and slightly creepy, safety of the woods, I looked around for a good place to hide and make an impromptu camp.

Of Another Dimension by Jeanette Lynn