I thought the hat, striped shirt and glasses would help him stand out!
Damnit, Waldo! Where are you?!?!
Finding His Child -- Tracy Montoya
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He hoped he found his child before his child found him.
Frantically he shone his flashlight around the immediate area, childish giggles echoed from all around.
He snapped the light towards where he heard a twig snap.
Too late!
He was hit from behind with a baseball.
"Wanna play catch?!" the hideous mutation lurched forward into the light...
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He hoped he found his child before his child found him.
Frantically he shone his flashlight around the immediate area, childish giggles echoed from all around.
He snapped the light towards where he heard a twig snap.
Too late!
He was hit from behind with a baseball.
"Wanna play catch?!" the hideous mutation lurched forward into the light...
Posted by: Matt | 01/25/2011 at 07:29 PM