lycaon
mulch eater   United States
 
 
You're walking in the woods There's no one around and your phone is dead. Out of the corner of your eye you spot him. He's following you, about 30 feet back. He gets down on all fours and breaks into a sprint. He's gaining on you. You're looking for you car but you're all turned around. He's almost upon you now. And you can see there's blood on his face. My God, there's blood everywhere!
Running for you life,
He's brandishing a knife,
Lurking in the shadows...
Living in the woods,
Killing for sport,
Eating all the bodies...
Now it's dark, and you seem to have lost him. But you're hopelessly lost yourself. Stranded with a murderer, you creep silently through the underbrush. Aha! In the distance! A small cottage with a light on. Hope! You move stealthily toward it, but your leg! Ah! It's caught in a bear trap!
Gnawing off your leg (quiet, quiet)
Limping to the cottage (quiet, quiet)
Now you're on the doorstep,
But sitting inside...
He's sharpening an axe, but doesn't hear you enter. You're sneaking up behind him, planning to strangle h
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