Cuthbert Tattersall barely managed to stuff down a scream. His hands desperately crammed into his mouth, he stared in horror at the beast in front of him.
It was huge - as huge as… a beast. A huge beast!
And it was ugly, as ugly as it was huge.
And hairy, too. Huger, uglier, and hairier than any nightmare Cuthbert could have envisioned.
In fact, if Cuthbert’s worst nightmare had had a baby with the nightmare of someone far more imaginative, and then covered it in glue inside a wig shop…
M. J. Magee
Don’t call me Ishmael. It would be wildy inaccurate. I’m a web developer writing my first online-point-and-click-game-cum-choose-your-own-adventure-book. Um, probably the first online-point-and-click-game-cum-choose-your-own-adventure-book. When not writing profiles about myself, I read, build websites, watch Netflix, and sleep. Lots.You may also like
