There was something distinctly disturbing about seeing someone else chewing on a piece of his own body. There were few incidents that ranked higher on his 'things that have mentally scarred me for life' list. And what the fuck was with this theme of Alex getting eaten that was starting to form? First the shark, then the mutated turtle, and now one of his own District-mates?

Alex raised his makeshift weapon, pointing it at R.

"You have one chance," he bluffed. "Leave. Now."

Because if this dragged on much longer, Alex had a feeling he was going to pass right the fuck out.