Bab 159: Ghoul

Old Chuck was tied tightly to the chair. He was struggling violently against the bonds. Even though his hands and feet were chafed and bleeding, he continued to writhe. His eyes had turned even a darker crimson color, as fresh blood ran from his eyes. He was also gnashing his teeth noisily.

"Why? You have everything… women... children..."

"I... I don't have anything... nothing... I don't want to... be a gravekeeper..."

"I am so hungry, so hungry, eat you... I want to eat..."

Old Chuck's eyes were out of focus, and he seemed to be talking nonsense. At the moment, his consciousness was already gone. All that was left were his memories and instincts.

Tucker bandaged his wounds, then pointed at Old Chuck in horror and panic. "What happened to him? Is he crazy? What is going on?"