Far Underground
“Closer, a little closer...” muttered Jackson. “Almost there... Yes! It works!” He started dancing, and ended with a y nose, because he was standing in a 5…
“Closer, a little closer...” muttered Jackson. “Almost there... Yes! It works!” He started dancing, and ended with a y nose, because he was standing in a 5…
Green advances on me with a decidedly menacing air. He’s got a knife in one hand, and while I’m not sure what he expects to do with the damned thing I can’t…