Chapter Twenty-Eight
“What? Just fry them up like fish. Let me get this right Brian. You are saying that some people actually eat these slimy things, what? That is not nice. Do you fancy that, for dinner tonight Jackie?” Matilda and Jacqueline stare in disgust into the large round tanks filled with clear reticulated water. Brian pours blood into the tanks from a plastic bottle and stands quickly back away from the edge.
“Yep. Could do, or hang them over the coals, open fire style. A stick through their heads, line a load of them up. I personally couldn’t do that, or fry them. I think they are disgusting! Eating them? No!” The water erupts sending waves out in all directions.
The sudden mass of Lamprey jump and leap across each other wriggling and hissing devouring the blood. Violent. Vi
