*The terrific tale of Timmy Tan and his quest to become a man* PART F-F-F-F-F-FFFF FOUR 8P

Timmy's soul momentarily left his body, drifted into the sky and had a hissing fit.
When it returned, Timmy felt a sort of emptiness inside him.. At first he thought his pancreas had slipped out, but, no, this feeling was deeper....

Timmy dropped to the ground and dragged his way back to his home using his chin.

"Timmy. Where have you been?" His mother questioned. Her eyes were missing from their sockets.
Timmy slunk over to his hole in the ground and settled down inside it.
Then the dreams began..........
Timmy awoke. The room was quiet. He looked up at the mold patch on the ceiling, it was especially beautiful today. Oh and his mother was hanging by her neck next to it.

The mold shifted slightly to reveal what looked like a mouth.

"Tiiiiimmmmmyyyy!" It muttered
"You have been choooosssen!" It said, as it sucked on the fibres in his mothers face.

Timmy awoke. His mother was still there, serving dinner. His brother sat at the head of the table, despite it being the shape of a circle.

Blood dripped from their fingers. Then Timmy realised neither of them had any fingers on their hands. He watched as his mother reached down with her mouth and began ripping flesh off her arm.

Timmy grew hungry.