since childhood, I have been frightened by terrible and bloodthirsty cannibals. now they arouse my interest and excite my dirty soul)0
this work depicts the character of my close friend as a victim and mine as a predator.

I also find it very funny that after I painted all night and went to bed only in the morning, I had a somewhat disturbing dream with Klim (predator), where I met him in the car, casually going to the store for bread...
and exactly at the moment when I saw Klim, I stopped and began to remember where I saw him. a very familiar face. this was followed by two flashbacks, where I, being a child of ≈6 years old, was caught by him and he almost killed me when I left the hospital for a walk in the surrounding areas. then I somehow escaped from him and didn’t tell anyone about it, and then another memory followed, where at the age of 12 I walked around an abandoned German factory, met Klim again and this time he cut me on the arm, but I miraculously dumped again and... didn't tell anyone about it :D
when the flashbacks ended i realized why that particular face was familiar to me and i panicked, and when i looked back at the man in the car i found him staring at the scar he had left and seemed to recognize me too. then I gave up on buying bread, ran to my house and told my mother to everyone and that we were not safe now. she had a bit of a fight that I didn't tell everything at once, and then we called the police, but no one seemed to come. maybe he did, but I don't remember. I only remember counting this person as my curse in a dream: DD

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