>>5927864Your name is Chuck.
You're a forty-seven-year-old man who spent his entire life working as a cooper, and carpenter when work was slow.
Your darkest desire is that you're a glutton and were sneaking away food when the famine was at its worst, but you've hidden your hunger so far.
Now, as nights wrap around you in this new wilderness, strange dreams invade your sleep—visions of grand feasts laid out before you, dishes filled with meats that are reminiscent of pork, but not quite.
"What meat is this?" you whisper into the darkness, a craving building within you for something forbidden.
