The people on the street suddenly began to feel small ground tremors, which gradually began to gain strength. Some thought it was an earthquake, but the real reason for these small rumblings became evident when they raised their eyes to one end of the street. Down that street was approaching with a firm and steady pace what could only be described as a giant man. At over seven feet tall and with a body that would leave any bodybuilder trembling in fear, all the people on the street stared at this specimen that was bordering on perfection. His bare chest (it's hard for me to think that T-shirts big enough to cover his bulk existed) glistened with sweat in the sunlight.
This man, named Hank, was jogging, listening to loud music on his headphones that helped him keep a light pace as he walked. Suddenly, he started looking at a couple of guys sitting on a bench who were gawking at him. Hank smiled at them with a smile that seemed to be hiding something, and just as he passed them, with barely a pause, he grabbed them both by the shirt and lifted them up. Before either of those two boys could say anything, Hank lifted the first of them with his two hands, holding the other under his arm, and gobbled his head as if it were a simple lollipop. Without stopping walking as he devoured this boy, Hanks began to swallow the lad with astounding ease, as if he did this every day, and just before swallowing the feet of his first victim, he looked down at the other guy he had trapped under his arm, letting him watch as his mate plunged into his maw, never to see the sunlight again, after which he licked his lips, enjoying what was left of the taste of this first prey. The other guy tried to fight back, to no avail, except to give Hank the pleasure of seeing a prey that wanted to resist him in vain. There was nothing he liked better than watching his prey's futile attempts to escape.
It didn't take long for the second guy to join his boyfriend, being engulfed by Hank's huge maw like an anaconda. The rest of the people in the street soon reacted, shouting and calling for help, as everyone tried to flee or take refuge in stores or doorways. In the chaos, some stumbled or fell when pushed, becoming easy prey at the feet of Hank, who did not take long to take advantage of these helpless targets, without stopping for a moment to continue advancing at a fast pace with his powerful footsteps down the street. There were others who tried to take refuge in stores that had locked their doors when they saw the danger in the street, leaving people outside pounding on their doors asking to get in. These were also easy prey for Hank, who quickly grabbed them from one side of the street to the other, as if they were simply popcorn. Even many of the people who had been running away were caught by Hank, who did not even bother to run, but caught up with his long strides thanks to his legs that looked like two Roman columns.
A few minutes later the street was already deserted, as Hank patted his distended stomach at the end of the street. This had been a good feast to calm his voracious hunger after jogging. Tomorrow he would have to take a new path down another street if he wanted to be able to satisfy his enormous appetite again, since with all the people he had just devoured, there wouldn't be enough prey the next day to even serve him as a snack.
