Posts Tagged ‘Cannibalism’

A New Patio

January 22, 2014 68 comments

It’s Friday Fictioneers time, hosted as always by the lovely Rochelle. A hundred plus eager writers get together to offer their own interpretation on a photo in around 100 words, and this week the photo has been supplied by fellow Friday Fictioneererererer Björn Rudberg!

Other entries can be found by clicking here.

So, without further ado, here is my contribution to this week’s fun.


Copyright Björn Rudberg

Zeke’s sigh was lost in the rumble of the cement mixer. What a waste of time this was! They were out in the middle of nowhere. Anywhere would do, but his wife was a traditionalist. It has to be done the right way, she insisted. You always hide them under the patio, she argued.

He threw another dismembered corpse into the concrete and sighed again. They were perfectly alright where they were before, feeding the grape vines.

A flash of light caught his eye – sunlight glinting off binoculars far below in the valley.

Ah, lunch!

He reached for his hunting rifle.

Eat up

January 24, 2013 10 comments

Yesterday’s Daily Prompt:

Shipwrecked! Read the story of Richard Parker and Tom Dudley. Is what Dudley did defensible? What would you have done?

I know, it’s yesterday’s Daily Prompt again. In my defence, by the time it arrives in my feed it’s already lunchtime here in the UK.


So, the basic story is that these four guys are stuck in a lifeboat with no food or water. One of them (Mr. Parker) is ill, probably from drinking sea water. One of the others decides he’d make a good meal, so the next day he cuts his throat and the three survivors chow down.

Would I have done the same thing?

Would I run back into a burning building to save the child screaming out the window? In my dreams I would. In my thoughts I would. In reality? I hope I would, though I doubt it.

Would I rush into the road and shove someone out of the way, knowing the car would hit me instead? Again, in my dreams I would. In my thoughts I would. In reality, would I bollocks.

Raw meat

Anyone for another slice of Mr Parker? (Photo courtesy of Michael C. Berch, Wikimedia Commons licence.)

The truth is that none of us know what we’d do unless we were unlucky enough to actually be in that situation. We know what we hope we’d do. What we’d actually do in a sudden emergency or if real desperation set in – we can’t predict that while sitting on a comfy sofa in front of the TV.

So, to summarise, in case there’s any confusion, I would like to state categorically and for the record  that there is no way that I would EVER kill and eat someone just to save my own life.

Unless I would.