Nobody had ever used tear gas on them. And Mikey was glad now they hadn't - already the pain was a special kind of, well, painful.
This guy was an enigma wrapped in a mystery wrapped in a WEIRDO who wanted to do something bad to them. Like maybe feed them to all their childhood fears.
No. Not THEIR childhood fears - but childhood fears in general. They were going to die a kid-friendly death. A story-death. Why?
"Hey!" Mikey called out, as loud as he could, though his voice was failing as the tear gas burned his eyes and throat. "Creepy story guy! What's - aaugh - genre savvy?"
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Nobody had ever used tear gas on them. And Mikey was glad now they hadn't - already the pain was a special kind of, well, painful.
This guy was an enigma wrapped in a mystery wrapped in a WEIRDO who wanted to do something bad to them. Like maybe feed them to all their childhood fears.
No. Not THEIR childhood fears - but childhood fears in general. They were going to die a kid-friendly death. A story-death. Why?
"Hey!" Mikey called out, as loud as he could, though his voice was failing as the tear gas burned his eyes and throat. "Creepy story guy! What's - aaugh - genre savvy?"