Blood leaked on the cupcake. Glass was stabbed into the sweet treat, making it very dangerous. I couldn't tell if the blood was added before, after, or during the glass being stabbed in. I know it was real glass. I had already cut myself on it once. The cupcake sat on the table, as I stood in the doorway. Carefully, I approached it, not looking away. The paper towel it laid on was also soaked with blood. Except, for the paper towel, it had leaked through onto the table. I picked up the cupcake, and I felt my head twitch a little. Carefully, I took a bite. The glass was shattering under the force of my sharp teeth, causing it to stab into my gums, tongue, and anywhere else it could get to. My mouth curved into a smile, and I kept eating it. I don't know why. I wanted to stop. It tasted disgusting. It hurt. It burns, and yet my body just kept eating it, like it was amazing. I looked up at a woman. She wasn't there before. She wore a blood-splattered red and white cat mask. It had gold accents and was glittery. The woman wore a chef outfit, without the hat. Her hair was golden and was tightly wrapped in a low bun, with many glass shards shoved into it and her skull. She stood there patiently, I could see the smile from behind the mask, as she just held her hands together. I kept crunching on the glass, as my blood dripped down on my pretty pink outfit. She just stood there, staring. Her eyes were completely white, and she wore mascara. Eventually, I finished the cupcake. My mouth bleeding a lot, her smile grew wider. It turned into a twisted grin sooner than later. She tilted her head and giggled a bit. I collapsed on the ground, as all the blood that was in my mouth flooded out like a river. I started to choke on the glass that was stuck in my throat, and she walked over and stood above me.

Another satisfied customer!

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