My monocle flashed red. I pressed its orientation button, activating
a set of on-screen instructions. “Rotate
head twenty degrees left. Tilt ten
degrees down,” it read. I did as advised
and flipped the auto-zoom toggle.
At first, all was dark. Then night-vision activated. I shuddered.
A beast crouched at the base
of a tree along the river’s bank. Its
eyes glowed yellow as they zoned-in on my fleshy torso. His maw opened a fraction, just enough to
reveal glints of teeth even from two hundred yards.
It can’t get me from across the river, I thought. Until
the barge lands.
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