It was runny and slimy like blood. But it said sweet on the wrapper. I went to the candy store and told the woman. She had blood red lipstick and pearly white colossal teeth like fangs. She grabbed the sweet and grunted, "Try and be grateful ya little pestering brat of a child." When her back was turned I pulled the ugliest face to be seen. She turned back. My mouth was stuck in the awkward position. All I could see was a blackout.