The sudden appearance of a scythe's blade makes James come to a sudden halt, digging his heels into the pavement of the sidewalk. A flash of confusion darkens his features... because where the hell did Ivan get something like that?
His fingers grip harder around the iron pipe, now held in both hands.]
No, nothing like that. [The ones he always saw looked made of raw flesh, distorted and writhing and faceless. Or it was something worse, dragging a giant knife behind each purposeful stepโ]
And I don't know where you got a scythe, but you need to let me help you!
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The sudden appearance of a scythe's blade makes James come to a sudden halt, digging his heels into the pavement of the sidewalk. A flash of confusion darkens his features... because where the hell did Ivan get something like that?
His fingers grip harder around the iron pipe, now held in both hands.]
No, nothing like that. [The ones he always saw looked made of raw flesh, distorted and writhing and faceless. Or it was something worse, dragging a giant knife behind each purposeful stepโ]
And I don't know where you got a scythe, but you need to let me help you!