Too Sweet to Eat has Bite!

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Have you ever come across someone with cold, dead eyes, a light piercing out from the core of their jet-black pupils? I did. And it stopped me in my tracks.

I. Stopped. Everything.

I have no idea what I was thinking about seconds before, no concern for what I was doing or where I was going. My mind flew back to a moment from mere days before, one that surely must’ve been a dream though I still remember it clearly more than a decade later. A strange, elderly woman leaned in and whispered into my ear, “Do not trust the man with the white dot in the center of his eyes”. I was floored by this moment, when that strange memory met its prediction: the man with the dead lights in his eyes was standing on the street right in front of me, talking to me, looking me dead in the eye. I couldn’t speak. I don't even recall what the man said or asked. I just knew that I had to flee. My entire body shakily, desperately pulled away to, well, anywhere but there. I will never forget that feeling.

I am not a superstitious or religious man, and prefer to encounter the supernatural in the pages of a good book or a quality sci-fi flick while lounging on my couch. In fact, many of my friends are profoundly aware of my anti-supernatural beliefs, and I’ve surely offered a buffet of my opinions on ghosts, demons, the hereafter and the so-called One True God (or multiple, if you swing that way). Logic, based on factual information, is how I strive to articulate my opinions and therefore most decisions in my life. So, in the aftermath of this very strange experience, rational thought concludes I experienced a bizarre coincidence where a strange dream just happened to intersect with reality. However, even to my own surprise, there are certain experiences in life when it is best not to tempt the unknown. Therefore...

...I shot the fuuuuck out of there and never looked back.

Too Sweet to Eat was inspired by that experience.

Introduction

This whodunit begins with a head injury and an even worse hangover. A college graduate with a lack of enthusiasm to enter the world of adulthood, all Laura wants is to recover and get back to her daily routine….hang with her bestie Abigale, watch mind-numbing movies with her boyfriend Eclyn, and to drink a hearty dose of escapism with a lime and a salted rim. It’s a stagnant, yet comfortable reality. However, since an unintended, blurry night in the ER, her recognizable life has become foreign. The residents of her building, customers she has spoken with dozens of times, even strangers on the street, they are all different…dark. With an ever-looming sense of discomfort and fear of those in her once congenial circle, she questions everyone and everything around her, desperately trying to convince herself that she is just being paranoid.

Enter Detectives Burnside and Denwitty, who have questions themselves. Pressured by their superiors as the city of Charleston witnesses a new threshold of violence not seen for decades, the detectives are more determined than ever to close a case of unimaginable brutality. While Laura seeks answers, determined to discover the secrets of those around her, the Detectives can’t help but notice Laura’s uncanny ability to pop up in the wrong place at the wrong time. As mutilated bodies pile up in downtown Charleston alleyways, the pressure to solve the case becomes a life or death mystery for everyone involved.

Too Sweet to Eat

I do not wish it upon you, but that glimmer of light piercing the center of vacant, beady pupils will send a shiver down your spine. It’s a kind of evil that can’t be hidden by the flesh and it will shake you to your core. Heed this warning but don’t live in fear, you're probably one of the lucky ones who will never cross paths with such a force. Unfortunately for Laura, she kinda has a knack for it.

Conclusion