The cake was the most beautiful, perfect baked good I’d ever seen. It rose in tier on tier of perfectly balance order. The white icing sparkled like fresh snow, and the piped rosettes were as red as blood.
“Go on,” the baker said, wringing his hands. “Don’t you want to take a slice?”
It seemed like a crime to cut into the cake, but I raised the triangular server and brought it down with just a moment’s hesitation.
I screamed as I felt the blade slice into my own stomach instead. I heard the demonic baker laugh as woke up.

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