She stopped and thought for a moment. “Actually people have told me I look most like a chicken..my brother said so, my mom, my sister, a random person passing by, you..” Redella talked on as I crept away. Cannibals, distracted so easily. There must be something in human flesh. ” Alliah?” she called my name. That’s around the time I ran like someone afraid of being boiled, chopped, and baked. Or put into stew. Or blended into a smoothie. Or…sorry I’m getting carried away.