Status Updates From The Window in the Ground

“He dropped from sight and no matter how loud the group hummed and the drum boomed, I could hear Gramps being eviscerated and devoured from where I kneeled.”

“Option one is that I shoot you both square in your forehead. Right between your fucking eyes. This here pistol will explode the back of your heads fair and true and you won’t even feel a thing.”

Okay so I am pretty invested rn.

Oh! It's another Steve Stred book, fantastic.