((new)) | Cannibal Cupcake

On Saturday, Leo tried to destroy the recipe. He burned the journal, smashed the oven, poured bleach over every pan. But the next morning, the display case was full again—gleaming, frosted, and warm to the touch.

The cupcake rose beautifully—dark chocolate batter with a raspberry-red swirl. But as it cooled, the swirl pulsed. Leo told himself it was the kitchen light playing tricks. He frosted it with buttercream, topped it with a tiny marzipan cherry, and placed it in the display case. cannibal cupcake

Leo should have stopped. Instead, he made twelve more. On Saturday, Leo tried to destroy the recipe

He crept downstairs to find the case empty. Every other cupcake remained untouched. Only the special one was gone. In its place sat a single human tooth, still warm. smashed the oven