>>18414538Corn Girl runs through the field, intermittently hearing the grunts and roars of her oriental hunter.
Worse yet, his persistent smell only seems to get stronger.
Corn Girl runs until her muscles fail her. Every breath is a struggle and her heart is pumping battery acid.
Sweat and tears are nearly blinding her as she takes a knee. She tries to calm herself only to hear it again. The eerie silence.
She looks around and sees nothing; she hears nothing; but she sure does smell something.
Before Corn Girl could decipher where the stench was coming from she hears the rustling of the crops.
