Take the body and give me the rest
by Julius Schenk
The creature stood slowly tearing it's past master into bloody shreds as he looked on. It had chosen him instead. Now he had made a pact with a forgotten god. How deep would he follow it's blood lust. Knowing that every experience, memory, skill and thought someone had earned through a life time of effort could so easily be his. Just by saying those eight simple and dreadful words.