Dale felt something pulling at his insides and he knew things were about to get bad. He looked around and even held his spear at the ready.

"What is it?" Ichnick and Steven asked at the same time. They stared at each other for a moment before averting their eyes as was their normal. Treat the monster like it didn't exist must be some kind of apocalypse motto.

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Dale shivered. "I'm almost positive that the audience is being allowed to vote on our fate. Makes sense since we are about half a mile from my kids."