Fred F. used to be like the rest of us. He had his ups and downs, his vices and his hobbies...until one day, on one of his night hikes, something bit him in the leg. He couldn't see WHAT it was, but he was getting worse and worse. He developed a fever and fell into a kind of coma. When he woke up, nothing was the same. His diet had changed radically; he ate only meat—direct from the producer. Whether the producer was still alive didn't matter to him; the main thing was that his hunger was satisfied. Stranger, if you meet Fred on your hikes, don't shake his hand. You might not get it back...or it might come with less meat than before. by Freepik