INSTANT RAMEN - A short horror story

I remember this one fella.
He wasn't like the other bees in the hive.
Broken spirited motherfuckers.
Oh no, he was different.
There was something burnin' his soul, lighting the fire in his eyes.
Instant Ramen.
He was obsessed with it.
It was his breakfast, lunch and dinner. It was both his drink and food.
He was connoisseur.
He was a devout.
Instant Ramen was his religion.
The artificial flavors and conservants had done a job in his brain.
That's why you should always eat organic food, you know?
Now he ticked different. It kept him alive, but not quite sane.

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