Feeders and Eaters

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About the following story Gaiman says: "This story started as a dream I had in 1984, when I was living in Edgeware. I was in the dream, both me and the man in the story. Normally dreams don't make stories, but this one continued to haunt me, and in 1990-ish 1 wrote it as a comic for Mark Buckingham to draw. Not many people read it, and it was printed so dark that much of what was happening became almost impossible to make out.

"When asked for a story for Keep Out the Night, I remembered that one, and I got intrigued by the idea of taking an old horror story I wrote as a comic and rewriting it as prose. It's an odd piece, like a collaboration between me age thirty and me age forty-one."

—E. D.

This is a true story, pretty much. As far as that goes, and whatever good it does anybody. It was late one night, and I was cold, in a city where I had no right to be. Not at that time of night, anyway. I won't tell you which city. I'd missed my last train, and I wasn't sleepy, so I prowled the streets around the station until I found an all-night café. Somewhere warm to sit.

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