“Nate? NATE!”


    “Hey Mom.”


    “How DARE you? How dare you…”


    “Mom I had to do it. You know it.”


    “No I don’t know it! How about letting the police do their fucking job, what are you? Superman?”Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings.


    “They couldn’t do anything.”


    “ …”


    “I swear.”


    “I find it… Hard to believe. Explain.”


    “They were monsters. Actual flesh eating monsters.”


    “Nathan, are you high?!”


    “No. And one of them ripped my chainmail open. Left arm.”


    “The chainmail I got you for your eighteenth birthday?”


    “Hum. The police has It for now.”


    “OH! That’s it, as soon as this job is done I’m coming over. I swear if this is a sick joke!”


    “Mom…”


    “Don''t!”


    Click.


    Shit.