Prose – The Filthy One

I had the urge to write something gross, so I figured I’d lean into it and write it. First bit of finished flash fic in like… several months lol. I like the idea of a biomechanical vampire that feeds upon filth.

Content Note: Contains mentions of blood, disease, general gross industrial waste kinda shit


The Filthy One
By Anthony Jutz

The grimy, unfiltered mud on the air fills Bloat’s lungs, as he sips the soot-wasted water. The contamination floods his veins, the tubes and processors attached to his back pulsating angrily. It wouldn’t be long before he was ready.

His vision runs crimson, the industrial wasteland of the city below offering fresh prey. The humans he feeds upon may be vulnerable and weighted by the utter disease of this place, but the residue of factories and their byproducts gives him a strength of desolate, biological perversion. His fangs drip an odd sort of poison, a mixture of blood and disgust, all the better to sap his prey of strength.

Diving below, he tackles a stray human and drags them into the sewer, their screams deadened by his teeth clamping their throat shut. As with the others before, he buries them in the filth, to brew and stew until they are ripe and bloated, perfect for drinking from.

Another night’s good work achieved, Bloat inhales the fetid air and sighs. Time to rest.