Chapter 4 The Master

“Baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?

Yes, sir, yes, sir, three bags full—”  Sang Rahel

Her 1.5 m. tall body wandered in the slaughterhouse of hundreds of 1.8 m. tall dead pig bodies. She touched every piece of raw meat and smelled every drop of blood like a predator. She walked all the way to her father’s working place from the abandoned house carrying along the lamb head.

“They said to destroy a pack, destroy the alpha first, but how does this kind of person get qualified to be the alpha?” Asked Rahel.

“Well, at least, he feeds you, doesn’t he?” Said the lamb head.

“So?? He beats me too! And I didn’t even ask them to give birth to me!!!”replied Rahel with rage.

“Then make him regret.” Said the lamb head.

Rahel got one step closer to the button of the electric meat grinder. Her father sat there and drank the last cup of coffee of his break time.

“Baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?

Yes, sir, yes, sir, three bags full,

ONE FOR THE MASTER” Sang Rahel.

Just a couple of minutes later, Rahel’s father became 200 pounds ground pork, no, 200 pounds ground human.

“You don’t even seem qualified to be burger meat.” Said Rahel without even looking at her father’s dead body.