10-07-2016, 08:16 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-07-2016, 08:16 PM by DreamCarver. Edited 1 time in total.)
Can you imagine the terror of being hunted down by something that you cannot see stalking you through a swath of dense kudzu? You're locked in the room, not knowing where the man-eater will strike from, and you're sweating profusely as you hold up your flamethrower. Suddenly one of them springs into view at the end of the cut you've made to pass through the room. You laugh and ready your flamethrower...
And then another bursts from the foilage behind you.
Poor Sap says, "Clever girl."
And then another bursts from the foilage behind you.
Poor Sap says, "Clever girl."