So, you're wondering about cannibalism and cookbooks? 100 Words Or Les Nessman challenges, and I accept the challenge by telling the next chapter of a sordid tale from The Twilight Zone.
"It's a cookbook!" was the last thing Dr. Chambers heard before the spaceship door closed.The Kanamint had said they were here to serve man.
Quite literally, as dinner.
Chambers sighed, slumped against the wall of the crowded cell, and slept.
He woke up, alone.
The door opened, and a Kanamint wheeled in a cart.
"Your dinner," thoughtcasted the Kanamint.
At first, Chambers wasn't hungry, but the smell was... captivating.
He took the lid off of the tray, tasted a sauce-covered cube, and moaned with delight.
"I must have this recipe," he said. "Delicious!"
Eventually, they made him a chef.
I like expanding on stories or writing parallel stories.
