"Heyyyya, big guy! Uh... are you looking for your friend? Wandering Faith? Day-17? I don't know what you call him. That big guy with tentacles on his neck? Because I saw him over there!" I pointed back where I saw Day-17.
The monster I was looking at had an pear-shaped head which was sharp at the end likea beak. He was huge, dark gray, had no eyes, and was humanoid. The Giant Puppeteer.
Soon, I felt myself plummeting into the ground, saying "Crapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrap!"
I hit the ground. Suddenly, everything went pitch black. Yeah. Crap is right.
I opened my eyes as I regained consciousness. I'm... I'm alive! Stunned and relieved, I ran out the front door looking to see any potential monsters nearby.
"I don't see any creatures," I said to myself. I turned to go back inside when suddenly something stopped me in my tracks. That noise... what is it? I could only hear fragments of the sound as it was so far away but then it got louder and louder.
EAAAAAGH! EAAAAAGH! EAAAAAGH! I had to get out of there. Those were war bomb sirens but there are no sirens where I live. I slowly turned around and I saw it. A body tightly wrapped in hard, stale skin. Limbs as if they were only bones but made out of the skin around it's body. And a pole with two mouths hidden by sirens for a head. It was nothing other than the one of everyone's nightmares: Siren Head. It turned to face me and next thing I know, I was running and screaming, being trailed by the hideous beast that took the lives of whole towns without any effort at all... and I was next. (Cue the scary music) DUN dun DUUUUUUUUUUN!
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Terrors of Henderson
Action"'If these creatures are not stopped, this world is about to end.' Well THAT'S relaxing."
