Things were turning into a shit sandwich and any minute I’d be forced to take a great big, heaping bite of it, little bits of corn and all. I could taste it already. I had no clue who masked boy was trying to break out of the interstice but the fact that he was willing to drop nuclear bombs on the ones in this dimension didn’t give me hope things would get any better. Anyone willing to kill that many people to reach their goal was ruthless in a way I’d never faced. They clearly weren’t going to stop no matter who or what got in their way. Head hung low I figured it was time to face the music and let everyone else know what I’d found out. Unfortunately folks had other plans. “Well look who we have here.” I glanced up to see a group of people headed my way. Even in their human forms I could sniff out there were-critter in them. “A Covenant of Dicks welcoming party. How sweet of you, but really you shouldn’t have.”
