
Written for the Art Exchange for Zhange, who requested "a story about the Neo-Sarkites."
Inspired by a bit in Mikhael Bulgakov's Master and Margarita, where he describes an apartment where people keep getting disappeared by the secret police. I don't know if it was in the section proper, or just something I read on the section, but I remember the description of it as a "hungry apartment," and that always stuck with me.
Thanks to Rumetzen, Hippo, DarkStuff, Metaphysician, GeneR, and lots of other people I am forgetting (I am sorry, and will add you when I can look at IRC logs) for great critique.