“Someone told me patience is a virtue.” Teased as he’d finished with the food, tempted to keep playing this particular game just to test the threat. Truth be told, he wouldn’t be surprised by any ingredients - human or otherwise.
“Medium spicy, is that what you were going for?” Head tilted, interested in what exactly the Wendigo was aiming for with a grin, shaking hair from his eyes. “Now tell me what you’re actually feeding these kind people, because if it’s well…their brothers and sisters, I’m going to have a good laugh.”
“Do I strike you as a man who has virtues? Toni, you wound me!” Vic put a hand on his chest, holding his heart as though it pained him.
He hummed, taking a bite of the food himself. “A magician never reveals his secrets.” He teased, tone light, stepping closer to Antoni, “Which is why I never became one. Come,”
Turning on his heel, Vic went into the room off the kitchen, taking the stairs down to the basement two at a time.
“Wakey wakey, sweetheart!” Banging on the wall, Vic slid open a grate in the reinforced steel door of what appeared to be a walk-in freezer. “Dear, sweet, lovely Toni, meet our main course opening night.”
He gestured in at a scared looking man, grinning at Antoni. “Pédophile bourguignon. Very expensive. A little yellow, but overall very tender.”
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