Suitable Bags of Flesh

Chapter 10 (part 5)

They were, like them, looking for someplace to settle for the night, hide even. Betts didn’t quite grasp what happens during the nights. When she asked Trust, he could only answer that somehow the activities he’d done were a blur in his mind prior.

The most he could remember then was the rush of instinct to hunt. And, at most, Betts imagined that he hunted humans in his creature form. But, she didn’t voice it out loud to solidify this assumption.

Coming to where their door was, the footsteps halted in several areas, and the two heard the clatter of furniture or doors opening. The good bulky cabinet and chair blocked their door that it had the intended effect once the outsiders arrived to try and open it. Clattering the knob handle in frantic, they started to kick at the door when they couldn’t make it budge. Their enthusiastic kicking got the rest of their group in conflict with their actions. Arguing at each other at the logic of making more ra