The Ninja Epidemic
You make a break for the tree, not sure if the ninja behind you was just a figment of a paranoid imagination or a true ninja. Either way, you know the ninja behind the tree is real and you make your way over to it.
You get to the tree and peek around the trunk, but find no ninjas hiding there. Did you imagine it? Or is this just another example of the crafty nature of ninjas.
You realis soon enough that it doesn't matter, because that figment of paranoid imagination has taken to flesh and is rapidly approaching you from behind. You prepare yourself to battle with him, but never get the chance as you feel a sharp pain go through the area between your shoulder and your neck, driving down through your body from above. You look up as you feel your life slipping away and see the black form of a ninja hanging down from a thick branch in the tree. You imagine that he is smiling benieth his mask, and it infuriates you. But there is nothing you can do with your anger but take it with you to the grave.
Everything goes black as you fall to the ground.
You get to the tree and peek around the trunk, but find no ninjas hiding there. Did you imagine it? Or is this just another example of the crafty nature of ninjas.
You realis soon enough that it doesn't matter, because that figment of paranoid imagination has taken to flesh and is rapidly approaching you from behind. You prepare yourself to battle with him, but never get the chance as you feel a sharp pain go through the area between your shoulder and your neck, driving down through your body from above. You look up as you feel your life slipping away and see the black form of a ninja hanging down from a thick branch in the tree. You imagine that he is smiling benieth his mask, and it infuriates you. But there is nothing you can do with your anger but take it with you to the grave.
Everything goes black as you fall to the ground.
