The jungle presses close around Slacy, thick with heat, rot, and breath. Something moves, stalking. When the trees clear, all he finds is dust and the bones of a dead world. He finally realizes where he is—but all he wishes for now is death. and text.
okay, the flucks sound horrifying. like truly. i can’t imagine so much of humanity dying this way. also, you leave your chapters on very good cliffhangers!
The not picking up clothes seemed funny until it didn't anymore. That was such a whiplash from the usual stuff Slacy says. Damn Ed, this is just getting better.
Yeah, he’s not just the shallow doofus we see. You’ve actually met Chuq before, just no one else has yet 😉
This is where the whole accidental body horror came in 😂. I’ve always liked horror or sci-fi where the worst danger is not aliens, it’s just us terrible and beautiful humans.
okay, the flucks sound horrifying. like truly. i can’t imagine so much of humanity dying this way. also, you leave your chapters on very good cliffhangers!
Thanks! I wouldn’t want to get the Flucks 😬
Flucks sounds pretty flucked up
Flucking A it is
The not picking up clothes seemed funny until it didn't anymore. That was such a whiplash from the usual stuff Slacy says. Damn Ed, this is just getting better.
Thanks! Slacy isn't one to adhere to sentimentality. He copes hard with humor.
Great chapter, Ed! I'm enjoying the slower pace — why rush when you're having fun? 👌🏻
It’s not like he’s got anywhere else to be
I am transfixed, I can’t wait to see what Slacey discovers about his strange predicament amid the end of the world
Thanks for read-listening to everything so far! He’s sometimes as strange as his predicament 😂
Slacy is a bit of a kid lol
Yeah, he’s not just the shallow doofus we see. You’ve actually met Chuq before, just no one else has yet 😉
This is where the whole accidental body horror came in 😂. I’ve always liked horror or sci-fi where the worst danger is not aliens, it’s just us terrible and beautiful humans.