As a season pass holder, wondering how @alamodrafthouse is justifying advertising season pass with “save your seat the minute it goes on sale” for their current one month free promo knowing full well that we can only reserve a week in advance….
(2/2) to go! “I’ve faced a forest of nightmares tonight, Jay. This is nothing. Plus, you’ve gotta get your shirt back eventually.”
Now he’s the one to smile, and he nods thoughtfully. “Sure, Winnie. Can’t deny that. But you don’t have to return it here. I could…take you home.”
You drop the head and fumble with fiery fingers to get the melusine scales out of your pocket. One or two? One or two?
Two. Two is the safer choice, right?
You pop 2 in your mouth. Light. Dry. Kinda crunchy. 🤢 You make yourself chew & swallow.
Then ahhhhh. That feels niiiice.
(2/2) Your feet kick something. You reach down & feel scales.
Yes. That’s the head, not much larger than your hand…but wait. Basilisk heads have poisonous lines all over them. You were too amped up in the moment to recall.
Shit! Oh shit, that BURNS and it’s flying up your arm.
You push ur glasses up ur nose so you can see better in the dark.
And just in time! As soon as the glasses are firmly on the bridge, the phone light beams over the basilisk’s cobra-like head. Your eyes stare right into its dead eyes.
Your lenses turn to stone. Oh shit.
(2/2) You say none of this aloud, tho. She wouldn’t understand. Instead you murmur, “Please.”
Several moments pass. Then Fatima nods. “Fine. Okay. Lead the way. But keep that stick ready.”
You grin with relief. “Thanks.” Stick clutched tight, you follow…
You splash upstream, unable to stay quiet w the current. Not that it matters w a manticore on 1 side & vampira on the other. They follow; neither makes a move. When the stream widens, they both abandon the hunt & vanish.
You hear a frantic scream. Human—and on the vampira side.