“She kept her prisoners in an iron cage that hung from an enormous beam spanning the ceiling. They dangled there, their arms and legs tied, swaying side to side as they struggled to free themselves. In the days after they were caught, they always had so much energy and spirit.
After a week they weren't moving much due to emaciation and dehydration. This is when she called for her vermin to feed. With a motion of her arm and a ruby glow from her eyes, the disheveled cabin awoke with life and movement. From every floorboard and wall crawled insects and rats, scattering toward the cage with a crazed vigor. The descended upon the restrained victims, their desperate screams lasting for hours as they were devoured bite by bite, thousands of legs bracing against their skin as minute mouths ripped tiny bits of flesh away.
When silence finally returned and the feast was over, she entered the cage to claim her prize. The bones, picked perfectly clean by her miniature servants, were collected from the bloody floor. She cleaned them meticulously and adorned her walls with them, letting out a deep sigh of satisfaction as the gruesome ornaments gave her soul pleasure.” -M.D. Walter