The monster centipede stood up like a cobra, ready to strike. It legs tingling, shaking making a rattling nose as it circled the group. Drool rolled down it's large fang like teeth. Then it striked. Just barley missing Paul. The monster dug it teeth into the ground giving time for the men to start running.
"WHAT WAS THAT!!" Screamed Steven.
"It looks like a centipede! But... Bigger!" Answered Mark.
"Oh who cares, all I wanted was that bloody rock pool!" Sobbed Rod.
The centipede ripped it fangs out of the ground and started it's chase. It took turns and weaves and even went upside down in side the fallen tree trunk. Rod turned to find the creature catching up to them, he singled to the others to run faster. The men run across streams and danced in the thick vines, until they reached to door.
Crud we won't all fit in at once! We will need to go single file or jump! Rod thought.
The men approached the door and the all leapt at once, right before the fangs of the centipede shut closed. And the door slammed shut.
All four laid on there backs with the door closed wait would happen next?
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Realms
FantasiFour men go out camping, what they find is more than what the expected. Will they survive the challenges that await them or will all just perish in grief and shame. Find out for ourself, in Realms.
