So, we've been over both the
Gremlins, and the
Critters. The only thing left is the fight itself.
Scratch sat on top of the computer, the claws on his feet clicking against the screen as he curled his toes. Just under a dozen others were all that were left in the lab. All the other gremlins had spread out into the building. He was content to sit in the lab for now, security guard's pistol in one hand, flask of who-knew-what in the other.
A furball rolled across the floor. Why it attracted...
Published on July 31, 2017 04:56