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"What's that?" Seymour asked.
"Gunfire! Tara is in trouble!"
"Sound like someone else there as well"
"Who could it be?" gibbered Seymour
"Not sure..but it sounds pissed off."
"Sounds like Phil after he caught MP going through his porn stash"
said Jay
There was s blood curdling screm followed by the sound of something
big black and mega beasty going flying past seymour..dripping what can
best be describbed as ...gunk..over his shirt
"Oh smeg..that'll take ages to get out.."
The..thing..having recovered..got up and shambled away in the opposite
direction.
Phil came running past, saw the people there and stood there
his shirt was ripped open and he was breathing hard
"The bastard..it not only ate my BDC..."
"It took a dump in Seymours favorite resturant as well.." finished Tara.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
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