Alright, so my brain wasn't developed to gather the fact, he meant a person would die if a day went wasted. Though I did plead on his knees, keeping myself never retained or holding back, I hadn't expected such vulgarity. It wasn't actually a death, but it did and would kill many. Simple as that. He ransacked our food supplies.
"What the heck? A bloody sandwich, a bunch of raw fruits, and the chicken breast? When did we get a hogger among us?"
I couldn't answer the question and pretended to leave, with an embarrassed face. Feeling sorry for the hungry ones, I sacrificed my few morsels, much to everyone's surprise.
"Stop doing that!"
He had barked the following night.
I sulked and crossed my arms, vexed.
"Sure you know who the reason is?"
He didn't seem to acknowledge the atmosphere
