it's 9:20 on a friday nite.
there's an ear-piercing screech from outside that resonates in my skull.
it's starting to scare the shit out of me. the resemblance of the pitch to a Quetzalcoatlus cry is uncanny.
no no no..i said Quetzalcoatlus not Dimorphodon!!
that's better.
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