Metamorphosis Part III

As Leslie awoke in the damp alley, soaked in his own fear, desperation, and feces, looking for the tunnel out back into the city. His first two steps suddle, but he was then stopped by the ajointed wall of a homeless man. Leslie looked up at the man, standing his grown in false pride, reading the lips of the homeless man saying "Breakfest!" Leslie ran as fast as he could down the alley, but dead ends were his only way out; he howled with fear as his nails filed down apon the bricks, clawing for hope and aspirations of freedom, but all was soon shattered by the swings of the homeless man's blackjack to Leslie's rib cage. Leslie's mind was still functioning through the pain of every bite and the rip of every flesh. His blood poored into the drains of the alley, as his soul was eaten by the man for survival.