
There are noises in the woods that exist above the invasive low-frequency hum of nature. Hidden by morning fog, something is scrambling toward me in the dewy grass. I panic, pivot on my heels and haul ass for my house.
There are noises in the woods that exist above the invasive low-frequency hum of nature. Hidden by morning fog, something is scrambling toward me in the dewy grass. I panic, pivot on my heels and haul ass for my house.