The Ninja Epidemic
Cautiously you approach the the bath tub. Something all in black has to be behind here. Last time you checked you weren't crazy, but after last night... That could be debatable.
You hear nothing and you almost feel stupid as you find nothing behind the tub. Hallucinating? Running over a ninja last night, was that a hallucination too, you wonder?
You let out a sigh of relief that nothing was behind the tub. You weren't realy prepared for what ever presumably scary shit you imagined fell from the ceiling.
But just as you start to relax, you feel a sharp pain rip into your back and out from your stomach. You look down to see the tip of a sword poking through your stomach. Blood flows from you like a sick river of gore. The sword retracts and you fall to the ground as though the sword was all that had allowed you to stand in the first place. You begin to feel the icey hand of death clutch at your soul.
Such a tragedy.
You're just another victim of ninja violence.
You hear nothing and you almost feel stupid as you find nothing behind the tub. Hallucinating? Running over a ninja last night, was that a hallucination too, you wonder?
You let out a sigh of relief that nothing was behind the tub. You weren't realy prepared for what ever presumably scary shit you imagined fell from the ceiling.
But just as you start to relax, you feel a sharp pain rip into your back and out from your stomach. You look down to see the tip of a sword poking through your stomach. Blood flows from you like a sick river of gore. The sword retracts and you fall to the ground as though the sword was all that had allowed you to stand in the first place. You begin to feel the icey hand of death clutch at your soul.
Such a tragedy.
You're just another victim of ninja violence.
