Tonight's Chef's Special

Jasper had never thought about what it would feel like to be gut shot, but he never would have imagined this much pain. He looked at the blond woman who had shot him as she knelt beside him.

"I'm... I'm not one of them," he managed to say. "I'm still alive."

"I know," she said as she smiled down at him and pulled out her knife. "But the dead do not seem particularly appetizing."

"You're going to... eat me?" Jasper asked, horrified.

"I'm sorry, sir," she said sincerely, "but I really cannot take another meal of possum, rabbit or rat!"