Third Circle. Fast Food Gluttony

Just a moment ago, I was ready to collapse from fatigue, but now I felt great, as if I had slept all night. In addition, the lighting changed again and became lighter. I checked my phone; the date has changed. I couldn't just pass out for the whole night, we continued walking, as if nothing had happened. Another factor that spoke of last night was hunger. Even the bunny shadow noticed my rumbling belly.

"Hungry again? No wonder you've spent a lot of energy. I know a great place to eat. I'm crying this time; you still deserve it."

"Great. Hopefully this time I can at least understand what I’m eating. Although I’m so hungry again that I’ll eat anything."

Avoiding watching eyes, we made it to the subway calmly. No chase or anything else suspicious followed. I hate to go through such stress again, but I realized that everything was still ahead.

The metro also had to pay and now I noticed that the train driver was also Charon! But the keeper must be alone, strange. The subway car was getting darker, the surrounding shadows and the situation pressed on me. My heart continued to pump blood through my body without stopping, keeping me alive ...? And we continued to go along the blood-red metro line. Our destination was the Row of Hunters station. Probably the analogue in reality was Hunters Row station. It was almost the very center of the city, which strained me even more.

Confirmed my theory and the fact that, having arrived at the station, we could immediately go up to the shopping center. Since it was built into the underground passage of the subway. My brain desperately clutched at any coincidences with reality, giving hope that I was alive, just sick or poisoned. In this context, the rabbit shadow was most suspicious, because it seemed to play along with what was happening.

There were also eyes in the subway and the mall, but it may be difficult for them to distinguish us from the rest of the shadows, but we did not lose our vigilance ... On the way from the metro to the shopping center, everyone was checked by several large bugs. They stared angrily at the passing shadows, ready to break off the chain at any moment and break them. Their muzzles were similar to those of an Orc, and their armor and weapons were a bit simpler. They guarded the gate through which the shadows passed. If something is wrong with the shadow - the gate let you know about it. The picture was clear, and I calmed down more, knowing what it was and what to do. Approaching the gate, I took out my phone and took off my headphones, then put them on the altar next to the gate and walked calmly. A nasty signal sounded from the gate, and the bogies immediately jumped up to me, blocking the way. It seemed that rocks formed in front of me, only menacingly looking down from above. I was pushed into the floor until I remembered the keys. He returned to the other side of the gate, put the keys on the altar and entered again. This time everything went smoothly, but the bogies continued to look askance at me, although they skipped further after I took my things. The shadow rabbit passed without any problems at all, quickly caught up with me.

"Nasty, right?"

"Yes, I got scared when they stopped me. I thought maybe they found out or something else."

"They're great for intimidation. But it's their job to keep the shadows safe from punishment. Here shadows can be cast upon sin in complete tranquility. Except on special occasions, of course."

"Sinning in Hell? Will I ever get used to it?"

"And what else to do here if there is no way to get out? Let's go here."

We climbed the white marble staircases, which I was ready to see in Purgatory rather than here. Around the same are located galleries of shops. Everything glittered and sparkled like in a cave of gold. This came not only from the endless glass and display mirrors, but also from the contents behind them. Clothes to hide your shadow body. Cosmetics to beautify your face and hide your dark essence. Technology and other luxury items - what the hell are they for? To brighten up the existence? And entertainment - to distract from suffering? There are even travel agencies for hell! My head was spinning from the many shops and what was going on there. Perhaps it sounded hypocritical, since I was also on my way to satisfy my own need, one of the lowest, but so necessary.

Finally, we climbed high enough and reached the floor with restaurants, of which there were a lot of them. We passed them around so that I could familiarize myself and choose something. The first was Banger King. Apparently, they cooked burgers and hot dogs with different meat fillings, but very difficult. After consumption from the mouth of the victim, in the sense of the consumer, fires of the flame burst out, which then exploded. It's scary to imagine what will happen to your mouth if you don't have time to open it in time. The second was McDonates. Donuts were prepared here, but not only sweet ones, but also meat ones, similar to burgers. Hellish sounds came from their kitchen. Apparently, someone or something was being sacrificed there for donuts. The third was Centaur Hellfried Centaur. Their cooking was even tougher than the others. The centaur chefs cut off pieces of meat and fried them in breadcrumbs and thirteen spices. It was too disgusting to look further. The meat grew on the centaurs after a while, when the manager came. The fourth was the already familiar Yamitoriya restaurant. Dark bird. This time I did a better job of sorting out their menu. Black-fried poultry in a variety of flavors. Chicken, duck, turkey, goose - I could only distinguish because of the heads of these poor animals hanging from above. Then there was a sushi restaurant in hellish realities and many others, but by this time my appetite had already disappeared.

I was very sick, but I needed something to eat, even if I shove it into myself. Seeing my reaction and my condition, the shadow rabbit suggested an average version. I took a free table and waited for the rabbit shadow when she would bring some food. At the same time, I did not have to know what and how exactly they prepared. Shadow Rabbit brought in some breaded cuts of meat and sauce. Hope it wasn't centaur meat. I stuffed food into myself and was surprised to notice that it was very tasty. It was both pleasant and embarrassing. My appetite ran high, and I realized that this was not enough for me. I needed more to saturate, and I also wanted to try something new. Shadows around ate non-stop, why am I worse? More and more food were on my table, and I did not stop. I have never experienced such combinations of tastes and, in principle, such tastes. They penetrated to the very depths of the soul, gave warmth and joy. It has been a long time since I felt this way after going to Hell. But this was not enough. Now I wanted to choose food myself, so I got up from the table and went from restaurant to restaurant. I was no longer embarrassed by cooking and everything else, only food was important. I felt like I was literally blown away by it. I understood that it was strange and could end badly, but that did not stop me. I tried everything, it seemed, and was ready to stop, as I was overcrowded and already felt bad. My stomach ached; my head was spinning along with the space around. The floor was spinning rapidly, which made the head ache too, and the nausea intensified. The whirlwind lasted for a few more seconds, and then everything finally stopped. In addition to pain and nausea, they did not go anywhere, but on the contrary intensified from the new place in which I got. Conveyors with hooks and carcasses of animals moved from above, a shredder rustled somewhere and shrill cries of animals were heard. Slaughterhouse. The hairs all over his body stood on end, the jaw clenched, the eyes widened, and the heart sank. I was simultaneously dumbfounded and uncontrollably angry with myself and others. Not that I didn't know how we get meat on our tables, but ... Seeing these gutted carcasses of animals, their pieces of flesh everywhere and powerless howls, I felt so bad that I myself wanted to die.

"It's easy to arrange even though you're already dead!"

I heard from somewhere behind and above, I looked up. A damp, warm wind hit my face, but it was just breathing. How did he get here, where did he come from? A giant mouth fell on me with lightning speed, but a moment before that I managed to see him. Obviously, this is Cerberus - the three-headed dog guardian of the third circle of Hell, Gluttony. In a second, I was already in his mouth. It was slimy, it smelled like everything you could. Before I could do anything, he began to swallow me. Passing his throat, I fell into the stomach. In order not to choke on the gastric juice, I floated to the surface.

"Ahhh!!!"

Everything I could squeeze out of myself. Acid burned through my body, every point in my body howling in pain. I swam to the nearest stomach wall; it was elastic and hard. All my attempts to tear it apart have failed.

"Get me out of here, you creature!"

My eyes darted back and forth, looking for a way out or something that might help. It was dark, and apart from the walls of the stomach and gastric juice, there was nothing else. It was impossible to climb the walls, as they were too slippery and abrupt. Gastric juice squeezed all the juices out of me, my body was completely exhausted and completely refused. I went to the bottom, heading for the intestines. Consciousness grew dim. It seemed that the resources of the body were completely exhausted, I was slowly fading out. This already looked like an approaching death.

"..."

Suddenly, a second wind opened up. I do not know where the body has hidden such a store of energy, but I came to my senses and even more! The surge of strength overwhelmed the sensations of pain, time seemed to speed up for me. I felt something inside my hands move and change. The skin swelled, became more voluminous, as if air had been pumped under it, but inside I definitely felt the bubbling of liquid. Having increased enough in volume and assuming the desired shape, the skin with other living tissues under it stopped moving and froze. It looked like two blades sticking out of the hands, they were made of something solid. At first, I thought it was bone. But after looking closely and tapping each other, I realized that it was something more solid and mineral. There was no time to ponder how this happened - the distant sensation of pain returned and something had to be done urgently.

"I'll pull your guts out, you bastard!"

I easily cut the walls of the stomach and got out into the next abdominal cavity of Cerberus. Further it was more difficult to navigate and move, as Cerberus howled in pain and began to move erratically in convulsions. Stabilizing my position, I again struck several blows from the inside of the abdomen and ripped open the dog's belly. The blood gushed out, and I was able to pull my legs out, my half of the body was outside. At that moment, the hands were transformed back. It was even better that way, since it was more convenient for me to move among the insides of the dog. I grabbed the guts of Cerberus and began to pull them out. The dog twitched again strongly, his legs slipped through the blood, Cerberus moved from side to side, and I could no longer stand still. The dog got up on its hind legs, lifting me off the ground. This made me fall out of his belly, but I took his intestines with me. From such a loss, Cerberus stopped moving and fell back on me, with part of my back hitting his belly again. Surprisingly, I was able to hold on to the part of the Cerberus mascara that was lying on me. After a moment, his paws twitched and tried to reach me. But he did not succeed, since I severely ripped open the belly and part of the chest and parted it, the paws did not reach me. Just like a Tyrannosaurus. He kicked the intestines that were lying on the floor and threw them over Cerberus's head like a lasso. Then I repeated it with other heads, while the dog tried with the last bit of strength to grab me with its front paws. The hind legs, apparently, have already suffered from blood loss and pain shock.

"You are just a shadow that awaits punishment! You will never escape it, worm!"

Somehow, the words still escaped from the mouth of the beast, although I severely strangled it. Was I weak?

"I thought this was a place free of punishment and I can sin as much as I want!"

"You are a special case and you will pay for what you did to Albugo and Lilith! You can't escape Hell! "

His right head said, writhing in pain and hate.

"Oh, so Minos's eyes still tracked me down? Answer, creature, what is Hell and why am I here!?"

I squeezed his guts harder to make him speak, and then weakened to let him do it.

"You dared to go against God himself! For that, something much worse than suffering awaits you."

The left head looked even more offended, but somewhat calmer, as if something- I knew what I didn't know.

"And what did I do, what exactly?"

"You also dared to forget it! You not only break the commandments, but also encroached on the holy of holies "Holy Grail! On the very law of Creation! But your reckoning is near, puppy."

The head in the middle was the most arrogant of them all, her eyes filled with pain and disdain. I squeezed the intestines harder, and the dog gradually fainted. He fell dead on me, so I had to crawl out from under his mascara. I was still sick of the food, the environment, being inside Cerberus. But my attention was more focused on my transformations. I tried to repeat this to check. Nothing came of it, no blades appeared, no response. Around only the slaughterhouse, no shadows, the shadow-rabbit is also nowhere to be seen. Did I somehow get into another space or illusion? I kept jerking my hands and trying things in the hope that the blades would appear or at least I would feel something.

"Come on, you would definitely be useful to me! What is your trigger?"

Suddenly there was a piercing, intermittent roar from behind. A shiver ran down my spine instantly, and I turned my head. Cerberus was able to get up, eyes filled with blood and rage.

"Ho-, how is it possible, you're dead!?

Yes, I was in some kind of Hell, but this is too much. The body itself began to move out of fear.

"Mikhail, you ..."

"Never become..."

"God!!!"

"Again, you are for the old, dog. Wasn't it enough for you !?"

All that remained was to run, but I was in the confined space of a slaughterhouse, and the dog was huge and fast. I managed to elude him for a while among the conveyors and other structures of the slaughterhouse thanks to my small size relative to Cerberus. He got tired of it, and he began to destroy everything so that he could move more freely. My heart was beating with fear, but my new ability did not want to unfold. It became obvious that it was activated due to the fact that I was on the verge of life and death. But such a state was dangerous to achieve. What if it doesn't work? And my body would not allow me to do it.

"There must be another way to activate it or do something else!"

Cerberus destroyed almost the entire slaughterhouse, I tried to hide among the remaining machines and wash basins, but the dog quickly overtook me, destroying everything in its path. Together with the technique, it touched me too, I flew several meters, landing on the floor. Quickly recovering, I instinctively began to crawl away from the dog, which was already slowly approaching me, knowing that I was at a dead end. So it was, soon I had nowhere to crawl and my back I rested on something.

"Damn, even if I got out of here, I would return as a fifty-year-old man. During this time, I wasted all my nerves, my heart was worn out, my lungs were full of smoke, and my intestines are filled with something! ... one more time. And what do you think, poo, poo, doggie? "

Slowly I went crazy and tried to joke to calm down and come up with something. It didn’t help, but at the end I was interrupted for some reason and stuttered. At first, I thought it was from fear. But after checking my other feelings, I realized that it was a matter of vibration. The wall vibrated against which I rested my back. I listened - it was definitely a shredder. It was so large and powerful that hanging chains and hooks shook nearby. I also noticed the control panel of the neighboring equipment. Then I had an idea. The dog, meanwhile, was very close, blood oozing from its mouth and belly, and its eyes glowed with anger.

"Well, are you ready to return to my belly?"

"You can take the shortcut right away! "

"No! I want to worry about him. I want to taste his meat on my tongue and bones between my teeth! "

"Let's grind it into a bloody mess!!!"

All three heads preparing for a small feast and could not contain their anticipation. Along with the blood, saliva poured from their mouths, and a smiling grin began to play in their mouths.

"So be it. Your wish will be fulfilled. On the contrary."

When the dog approached the required distance and was already bowing its head, to bite me, I quickly hit a button on the remote. A heavy hook fell from above directly onto Cerberus's middle head. He was disoriented, the hook fell on the floor next to him. I quickly jumped up and grabbed the hook and drove it into the upper jaw of the middle head. Then he quickly pressed another button and the hook began to climb up the chain. The dog's other two heads jerked forward, trying to grab me. I quickly jumped back, again hitting the shredder. The heads could not reach me, and the hook had already raised the middle head so high that the whole body of Cerberus began to open from the ground. I went back to the remote and with a couple of button presses directed the dog to the shredder. Cerberus squirmed and twitched, trying to break free.

"If only the hook and the chains held."

The hook drove right into the bone, so everything should be fine. But the dog was too big. It was already hanging over the shredder. Heads were beating in horror, trying to escape, and the body almost did not obey them. I pressed another button, and the dog's body gradually sank down. Then the heads suddenly united and began to gnaw the middle head in the place where the hook was.

"Oh my God ... Won't you give up for anything?"

I held back my gagging as best I could. I tried to speed up the descent somehow, but it was the maximum speed. The most disgusting sight was before my eyes. Two heads try to bite through the upper jaw of the middle head. The bottom of the dog has almost reached the shredder. But she was outstripped by the intestines hanging from the belly. They began to shred and pull inward like spaghetti. Other entrails reached for the guts, and then the lower part with paws caught up with them. Bone parts and blood splatters were sweating into me, I covered myself with my hand and tried to wipe myself off. While I was recovering, two heads managed to bite off part of the jaw with a hook and spit it out. Falling down, the dog grabbed the outer wall of the shredder with its front paws, and then fell out of it straight towards me. Almost immediately he began to crawl. Only the front part with two lamps, two heads and a battered third head remained of it. Now he was even angrier. And, to my surprise, more agile. I ran straight away, but there was nowhere to run, especially now - the dog was much more agile on two paws, although he was very exhausted.

I went to the nearest shredder, only there was the opportunity to do something. But this time I could not count on the effect of surprise. I felt the breath of death on my back and accelerated. It seems that I have never run so fast in my life, it was even somehow supernatural, like everything that happens around. Ahead I noticed a similar conveyor of hooks, the dog was literally breathing in its back. I jumped forward, grabbing one of the hooks, fell, rolled over and ran on. At this moment, Cerberus almost overtook me with the middle head, or rather its remains. We were just a couple of meters from the shredder. I made a couple more quick and powerful dashes forward and jumped to the edge of the shredder, pushing back towards Cerberus. I saw his right head down below almost grab me. I did a somersault and landed right on this Cerberus head. All this time, I continued to hold the hook and chain, and now I could wrap around his neck, which I did. The chain was not enough for the rest of the heads, and the left head of Cerberus was already striving towards me. I jumped back to the top of the conveyor again. There I lassoed another Cerberus head: it was still enough for one more. Holding on to the hook, I jumped off the back of the dog and pulled on the chain, lifting two of the dog's heads. I quickly ran around it from the front and took another hook. The middle head was powerless in this situation, but continued to try to escape to me. The rest of the dog convulsed and tried to escape. I wrapped a new chain around the rest of my head. I threw the hook of the first chain into the shredder and turned on the maximum power on the control panel. He accelerated and jumped on the dog's head, without the upper jaw, she was weak. I landed on the top of the conveyor again. When the first chain was tight enough, I jumped from the back of the dog, like from a cliff on a rope. I quickly flew in an arc downward, legs forward in the direction of Cerberus's back. When I reached it, the shredder sucked hard enough and pulled on the chain to chop off the dog's right and left head. I was able to squeeze the middle one to the bone with my weight and jump. And when he hit Cerberus with his feet, he broke his neck too. Thus, the body of Cerberus from my impact flew directly into the shredder, and three heads in different directions.

"What's going on with my body? I've never done such acrobatic tricks. But more importantly, what kind of ... meat?"

A fountain of remains and blood gushed from the shredder. Three heads kept trying to get to me and barked viciously and bared their jaws.

"You..."

"Don't become..."

"God!!!"

"We'll eat your flesh!"

Something started coming out of the first and second shredders on another conveyor. It was ground Cerberus, its meat, entrails, mucous membranes, bones and everything else. This mess looked disgusting. In such a situation, the only thing I could squeeze out of myself.

"Stop... talking... about food!"

At the last word, I realized that I could no longer restrain myself and I vomited. Vomiting poured out of me and did not stop for a long time. I came out in jerks, from this one it was still nauseous, and therefore nauseous even more. But every second I felt better. When it was over, I went back to the restaurants, it looked like a shadow rabbit was in front of me. I tried to wipe off the vomit and blinked a couple of times, everything was too cloudy.

And...

For a couple of seconds, I saw reality. The one from which he came to this Hell. Peripheral vision seemed to me familiar restaurants, people, tables and other surroundings. And before my eyes was a girl. An ordinary girl. Not a shadow, not a rabbit. Young woman. It lasted only a few seconds, and then I returned to Hell. Therefore, I cannot fully understand whether it was for real, or the result of a deep shock. But I got one clue and thought. And now I just wanted one thing.

For all this abomination to come out of me.