Drawing my pistol, I stopped about 20 feet from the werewolf and turned to cast my glance carefully over the fields.
"Who's out there?" I called loudly, my voice carrying easily over the expansive land. "State your intentions!"
As I spoke my head began to swim unexpectedly. Time seemed to slow almost to a halt. As if from a great distance, in words that I couldn't quite make out, I thought I could hear a voice complaining about blue hedgehogs and nostalgia in a snarky British accent.
"Who's out there?" I called loudly, my voice carrying easily over the expansive land. "State your intentions!"
As I spoke my head began to swim unexpectedly. Time seemed to slow almost to a halt. As if from a great distance, in words that I couldn't quite make out, I thought I could hear a voice complaining about blue hedgehogs and nostalgia in a snarky British accent.