Wrapped in plastic was a severed human hand, still fresh, with contorted fingers toward the center as if trying to make a fist. Matthew was thankful for putting it in the fridge to defrost it instead of leaving it in the sink. It was a close call.
Holy hell! And I had made a dark joke in my head that maybe he was a cannibal and had dead bodies in the fridge, but I didn’t seriously think it was gonna go in that direction. I assumed maybe he was hoarding actual food! This as a uniquely dark take on gluttony.
