The advertising copy had been persuasive. "Harness the brain's natural
powers! Use empathy to control those
cravings away!" And really, the
procedure had worked. It hadn't hurt. A brief humming, a bit of dizziness, and it
was done.
"Please," cried the cupcakes. "We've lost so many of our
sisters."
"No, take me instead," said the cake. "I can survive another slice gone. Better I should suffer than another pastry be
snuffed out."
"Oh," the pie whispered, "it hurts."
And so he sat, tears streaming down his cheeks, surrounded
by pleading voices only he could hear.
Sobbing helplessly with every bite.
1 comment:
There was an old episode of Tales from the Darkside along these lines. They went a different way with it, though. I'd say both are about equally disturbing...
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