The man on the ground looked up. He saw a college student with a gentle face, weeping tears of blood, mouth open, revealing not teeth but a row of crystalline, razor-sharp mandibles.
He was in a hospital. The lights were sterile white. The sheets were scratchy. And the nurse who checked his vitals smelled like a walking salt lick. He could hear her heart beating—a deep, thrumming drum. He could hear the blood rushing in her veins like a river. tokyo ghoul season 1 episode 1
A steel girder—loosened by construction, or so the news would later say—fell from the scaffolding above. It struck Rize first, a sickening, wet crunch that splattered Kaneki’s face with something warm and copper-sweet. Then it caught him on the shoulder, spinning him into the dark. The man on the ground looked up
Before he could answer, the world turned upside down. The lights were sterile white
His mouth watered. A primal, disgusting hunger clawed up his throat. He wanted to bite her. He wanted to tear open her neck and drink.
Thump-thump. Thump-thump.
His stomach growled. A hollow, pathetic sound.