“Hear that?” Phillup asked as Jarre went to town on the vast amount of gold.53Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEcds69syIS
“Hear what?” Jarre snorted as he clanked his pickaxe on another piece of gold.53Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbOdtHObsMZ
“I’ve never heard that before.” Phillup remarked. 53Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ82Ly29Uc10
The sound started again, and this time Jarre heard it. It was a clicking noise, an aggressive chittering, that rattled through the night. 53Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8VZREdptbb
“What do you think that was?” Phillup questioned. 53Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgQ3tDmxEEm
The chittering continued, and then it grew louder, as if it were coming from multiple locations. Eventually, it became an obnoxious cacophony of angry clicking. Phillup and Jarre looked around frantically as the chittering continued. Little did they know, behind their backs, a stalk rose from a rock nearby. Another one rose up next to it. They were bent forward halfway, and a clear liquid dripped from holes in the middle of the ends of the stalk. They were pale, with lines of black randomly lining the stalks. The stalks jumped from the rock and got onto Jarre’s back. Phillup didn’t have time to look at it for very long, all he saw was a black and white mass falling onto Jarre’s back. Jarre fell over, and as Phillup came up behind him to see what happened, hundreds of more masses and stalks appeared near them. Phillup grabbed his pickaxe and hit the mass on Jarre with it, sending a black liquid squirting out from it. The mass chittered, but this time it also sounded like a scream. The mass got off of Jarre, with pickaxe still intact, and hissed at Phillup. Jarre’s face was completely gone, only a twisted pile of flesh now. 53Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXkpPuI3Uid
“YOU G*MING…?” Phillup stuttered/yelled at the masses. 53Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZxrTh2ddPL
The rest of the masses joined in at the sight of one of their comrade’s injury, their stalks flailing about wildly as they spidered over to Phillup with great speed. One of the stalks from one of the masses shot a pink object covered in white spikes that stabbed right through Phillup’s mouth and through his head. The rest crowded around the 2 men and tore them to pieces. They roared and hissed and chittered wildly all through the night. Then, all was quiet. 53Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk59Rq7SMcM
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