Carl's Doomsday Scenario (Dungeon Crawler Carl, #2)

by Matt Dinniman

Yes, yes, this is new flesh. Primal flesh. Delicious flesh. Strong he is. Do we taste this? He will feed our clowns well. The clowns hunger, Primal. They are ravenous. And now they know of your flavor.

“Cats don’t drink cocktails,” I said. “Cats don’t shoot lasers from their eyes, either, but here we are, Carl. Mama needs a night off.”

if they’d already seen me with the body and had, in their odd way, endorsed my ability to have a dead hooker in my possession, then the act of me simply tossing the corpse onto the desk wouldn’t be considered a crime.

“Of course, they’re going to wake up, Carl. Have you ever watched a horror movie?”

Maybe if the television shows are good enough, people wouldn’t be so interested in watching real-life people kill each other,”