The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune wrote:Will cocked the "flare gun" for effect and said "All right pal, I'm sure you just missed the electric perimeter fence and the private property signs. I don't give a fuck about your medicine, we ain't marching to a point on the river either miles away from here or near any actual threat that you may have percieved. Now for the love of god SOMEONE CHECK HIS WRIST!"
''You heard him Notebook!'' Marco exclaimed towards Lucas. ''Grow a spine and prove you're a hardback by examining Dr Auschwitz here.'' He added the last part rather insensitively, having never met a foreigner before and remembering the old war films his stepfather watched.
No one would miss Lucas if something wrong were to happen, no one except Monty but with him and Donny she'd get over some creepy nerd soon enough. But this was now just getting ridiculous - some mad German doctor popping up all alone in the middle of the Ghostwoods, talking about wendigos? What in Sam Hill was going on here? This had to be some kind of practical joke but it was unnerving him somewhat, not that he'd make it obvious to everyone.
He didn't expect Will to get even more pissed at the stranger than himself and it was really starting to feel personal between those two folks who had never even previously met, or so he assumed for the better. Neither did he expect the Denson kid to take the time to rebuff the crazy stranger's claims with his own - what was this a pseudo-history debate?
Damn Denson, didn't know you the motorcycle rebel actually cared about your family name. But... what if this quack is actually on to something? This place ain't right, I can feel it in the damn air.
''You said you had a partner, Doc?'' he asked the German. ''Well then where the hell is he, huh? I don't buy he'd just leave you alone, especially if ya'll were hunting f*****g wendigo or whatever. And if you're your short on you're chill pills then you'd be a god damned fool to venture into a forest without expecting to lose em.''