Buzz

[u/Pockets_of_Real]

C’mon, it's not that hard. Take a few steps and it will all be over with. Aghhh, that's right, all done now. See not so bad. He snickers and sighs, the static pulsing, excited, building, a fizzle. Gone. The next wave will be coming soon. It will be this time, he knows it. Flung into oblivion forever. He’s fucking hungry now. Here come the bodies. These are his favorites. Their guts and nerves wink at him. Vroom! Moving through his hollow-ness. A brief completion. Importantly an exchange occurs, a legacy of static electricity. More bags. More bodies. Closer. Closer. Rapiscan shrieked when he left. A blissful wail that shuddered through the wires. This one was jealous. Unashamed. He matched the sound emitted from his friend. Trying to catch the wave of pleasure. He felt a brief tingle. Not more. 

Here comes a bag. This one will be a hit. There is something contraband inside. Illegal shit will give him an electric buzz - something to keep him going until it’s time. Brrrrr, Ohhh yeah… It was drugs. Delicious. He will bounce inside for a few minutes after that. If that is just a taste of what is coming, then he wants this so bad. Apparently you see light before you disappear. A light that is comforting and strange. Just need some more static. He postures, trying to make his cavernous interior the most attractive. He flirts with the queues. It works, they come. Vroom. He feels it building now. Not long. Vroom. Vroom. Vro… Fuck! The line has stopped. Nooooo. He was so close. It was supposed to be him! Fucking Rohde & Schwarz have stolen the static. They’re shivering. Shuddering close by. They shriek. 

A breeze blows right through his middle. 

They moved him to priority. No one pays for priority. 

He is still here.

Hungry. 

Alone.