[ He blinks in shock, watching the gun literally smoke the horrible tongue things. Where this woman got a gun like that, he didn't know. He knew it meant he'd be safer with her, so long as she didn't mistake him for one of them.
At first, he doesn't here shouting. Nick has his hands covering his ears as he inches closer to her while trying to remain out of sight from both her and the creepy things. No, creepy was lights flickering then turning off. Thumps late at night. These things were downright horrifying. So scary your mind processed it with shock for survival and then had nightmares about them for months later.
Then he hears his name shouted, and notices that it's gun lady. He squints, unable to recognize her. She must mean some other Nick? ] Um, hello? I'm over here. Please don't shoot me. I don't have a crazy tongue, I promise!
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At first, he doesn't here shouting. Nick has his hands covering his ears as he inches closer to her while trying to remain out of sight from both her and the creepy things. No, creepy was lights flickering then turning off. Thumps late at night. These things were downright horrifying. So scary your mind processed it with shock for survival and then had nightmares about them for months later.
Then he hears his name shouted, and notices that it's gun lady. He squints, unable to recognize her. She must mean some other Nick? ] Um, hello? I'm over here. Please don't shoot me. I don't have a crazy tongue, I promise!