Haunted Wood well it’s a mad world, it made me crazy

things were happening too quickly for famine to process. one minute, he was playing; the next, his playmate had died and been revived. now they were hunting? famine didn't have much of a concept for hunting, but he knew that it normally meant food which was enough motivation.

he watched santiago approach before standing to follow closely behind. famine tracked the man's line of vision, spotting the squirrel only a short distance away. santi whispered, so el gordito did the same, asking some nonsensical question with baby babble.

they were gonna eat that thing? but it was still moving! famine was disgusted for only a short moment before his instincts kicked in.