She loved chocolate ice cream. After every meal a walk to the ice cream man was a must for her. So even that day she finished up her dinner, put her jacket on and headed out to get some ice cream. She had a fetish for frosted delicacies, and when she couldn’t get an ice cream. She used to console herself by a cold coffee with some extra ice cubes added to it.
She spotted the ice cream man on the empty road which was unusually dark today. She looked at his dark figure from a distance and it seemed like he was cutting something on his ice cream stand. Perhaps she was just imagining it as it was quite dark. On approaching closer to the ice cream man she noticed that he was very weirdly dressed. He sported a toque and a long black jacket. He was also wearing bulky crampons.
“One chocolate ice cream please” she managed to blurt out. The ice cream man slowly opened up the slab of his ice cream freezer. She looked down into it with a horrified expression. The deep freezer was full of pikes and human hands and feet. The naked and bitter truth was right in front of her.
The ice cream man looked at her with his eyes sparkling in the darkness. He gave her a seductive stare, as he wanted her in a very dangerous way...
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