show your looking for is lucifer, fantastic show and didn't get canceled. give it a watch

I had a vague idea a story under this prompt would have to do with family or such, great story!

The fact that he was lost was apparent to him, he probably took a wrong turn somewhere but at this point hes so far into the walk its best to just find a place to settle for the day. If Jack just had given him a better map he would've been there already, and chances are slim he'll find anyone, Bloodfog rolled through this area unexpectedly yesterday.

Something clawed at the back of his mind however, something just felt wrong about this place. He just couldnt put his finger on it however, just an overwhelming sense of dread.

Nothing like the normal level of paranoia one develops in this wasteland, but something different; so far beyond normal instincts, instead something deeper was clawing at him, telling him this area just wasn't right.It took him a while to realize it, "Wait." he says, stopping in his tracks and looking around the area.

"Bloodfog hit this area last night, but there's nothing out here. Not even rats,
normally i'd be having to kick them off my legs around now. What the
hell is up with this place?" He says paranoid, breaking into a jog.

Soon however he sees something. A town in the distance, buildings still in decent order and overall looking fairly nice. Walking over to the place, there's a sign next to the road leading in. "You are now entering Andell, Welcome!"

"Since when was there a town out this way?" He asks himself and walks into the town.

"Hey! Welcome to Andell, What's your name?" A voice comes from behind him, and
he spins around quickly brandishing his pipe in shock.

But upon turning around, all he sees is a normal person just standing there in a vintage
dress shirt and trousers.

Catching his breath from the shock of someone coming up behind him, he answers. "David, what is this place and why are you dressed like that?" David asks, looking at the clean and nearly spotless attire this man is wearing, vastly opposed to the more practical and defensive attire mostly designed to protect from threats of all kinds.

"Nice to meet you David, you can call me Richard. You seem new to town, do you have a place to stay tonight, its supposed to get awfully bad out tonight." Richard says, extending his hand for david to shake.

Shaking the man's hand David answers, "No, i was looking for a place, but didnt expect to find this place."

"Well, why don't you come stay the night at our place, my lovely wife mary is cooking a wonderful dinner of Salisbury steak; she'd be delighted to have someone for dinner. We also have a guest room you can stay in for the night, hows that sound?" Richard says, slapping a hand on Davids back.

Turning to look around the rest of the town, he sees dozens of people; all of them staring at them, having stopped their yardwork to watch. Each of them wearing similar garb to Richard, and each of them looking eeriely clean.

"ah, I'd love to. Thank you for the offer!" David says, thoroughly creeped out and just wanting out of the street.

Richard walks David to his home, which just like him, looks spotless. Inside the home is more of the same, the house is clean and perfect. "Mary, wehave a guest for dinner. Come and say hello to David," Richard calls out, and a woman wearing a slightly stained apron and dress comes walking to the both of them.

"Nice to meet ya David, Im Mary but you know that I'm sure. We're glad to have ya, come! sit at the table, dinner will be finished soon." She says, leading the two to a dinner table.

Sitting at the table, Richard sits down as well on the side of the table while David sits at the end.

a few minutes later, Mary comes with 3 plates of food and sets down a plate of Salisbury steak and mashed potatoes in front of each of them and sits down opposite Richard.

Mary and Richard begin eating, and Mary turns to him. "So what brought you to our lovely town?" she asks politely like nothing is wrong in the world.

"Just a job, gotta find something for someone. The map they gave me must've been
wrong, or I read it wrong because I got lost and ended up here." David says awkwardly but starts to eat the steak.

"Well out of all places to get lost in, our humble town is certainly the best!" Richard says, gesturing with his fork.

The passive conversation continues, and David slowly starts getting more comfortable. The unease never fully left, but maybe this is just his brain playing tricks on him. It's been so long since he's seen a nice town that wasn't full of mercs and drunks.

Something catches his mind however, a stray thought popping into his brain. "There was three chairs when i walked in, and why did they just 'have' a dinner for three cooking?" Panic starts to set in, something really doesn't feel right about this place, his vision starts to dull.

"David, isnt my wife just a fantastic cook? I bet you can barely taste the muscle relaxants and sleeping pills in your food." Richard says casually, a smile on his face.

The panic fully sets in and David shoots up and out of his chair and he starts to make a break for the door. But his legs feel like their in molasses, and eyes start to feel heavy. Before he realizes it he's out.

When David awakes, he's in a dark room and Richard and Mary are standing around him. "Ah, he's awake." Richard smiles, picking a meat cleaver up off the table and tossing it in the air and catching it with ease.

David wants to scream, to yell for someone but pain comes from his throat as he tries. "Sorry
dear, we had to cut your vocal cords out before you woke up. Didn't want you disturbing the peace and quiet in the neighborhood now did we?" Mary says innocently as if she didn't just admit to such a terrifying thing.

"Yknow, we just love having guests for dinner. Much better taste, better then those
things affected by the fog." Richard says, cleaning the cleaver with a rag.

"Bloodfog just gives the meat an off taste, but with you here." She doesnt finish her sentence but just chuckles to herself.

"Sorry about this David, but it cost alot to bribe Jack to give you that map and a mans gotta provide for his family. Im sure you understand." Richard says, walking towards Davids lower half and begins hacking away.

Slowly and efficiently they cut and hack at flesh and bone, Making sure each piece is a perfect size and placing each into wrappings to store. The Process is long and horrible, but soon enough the blood lost gets to David, and he goes into a deathly sleep.
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