Sorry, you snarl as you snatch a hefty <span class="mu-s">STEEL PLATTER</span> from the piles of spilled cookware scattered around you, you aren’t on the menu!
Raising the platter in front of you like a shield of myth, your pals catch on just in time to help you hold it in place as the monster bashes into it face-first like a cartoon!
Feeling the bones in your arms vibrate like tuning forks, you’re still in much better condition than the thing that just tried to pounce on you!
Burned, bruised, shot, dazed and <span class="mu-i">definitely</span> confused, the <span class="mu-s">NOTWOLF</span> barely reacts as you stomp over to deliver a killing blow with your <span class="mu-s">MEAT CLEAVER!</span> You’d feel a lot worse if you weren’t sure this asshole didn’t have a few partygoers in its stomach!
Unlike your last butchering, you don’t feel the urge to continue or carve more this time around. Huh. You’ve only just begun to consider what happened when you hear a weak knock from the inside of the <span class="mu-s">FREEZER–</span>oh crap, you nearly forgot!
Stuffing the bloody <span class="mu-s">MEAT CLEAVER</span> into your pockets, you lead the charge over to the freezer door and lift the latch! You probably get about half a second’s-worth to imagine how thankful Vivian will be when the door <span class="mu-s">CRASHES</span> into you and launches you halfway across the pantry!
“DIESEL!”
As Raj and Pepper rush to your aid, you watch in horror as a familiar shape emerges from the icy, foggy interior of the freezer…
“It’s <span class="mu-i">cold</span> in there…” remarks a familiar voice as its owner emerges grinning from ear to ear as he rubs the ice crystals off of his shades, “But <span class="mu-i">I’M</span> <span class="mu-s">COOLER!</span>”
https://youtu.be/GCtBldZa9qsOh for crying out <span class="mu-i">loud</span>...
>CONTD. 