Cross My Path

Driving home through the woods recently in the dark, this mangled product of alien in-breeding stumbled across the road in front of me. I can’t stand when creatures stumble out of the woods at the periphery of my headlight wash — it scares the hell out of me. For weeks, you’ll always think something is there, in the woods, watching, stumbling.

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