Things to Run Away From Really Fast

08/07/10

I hum a little bit, smirking as the crowd of terrified DCs shrinks away.

"Look at these people," I sing, walking down blue-lit steps, "Amazing how sheep'll show up for the slaughter..."

I hit the wrong notes. Annoyed, I start over.



Slipping. Scare Factor: 2.

This was probably inspired by the conversation I had with Mzzkc the other day, saying I couldn't remember lyrics during dreams. Apparently my subconscious took offense.