“You do have my attention, Mr. Johnson.”
“Just Johnson, please.” He requested with a warm smile. “They're calling these creatures Lamians. Half serpent, half man. Well… woman, I should say.”
Already a head taller than the rest, he seemed to stand even higher. His proud smile quickly faded into a menacing stare into the distance. A cloud crossed over the wrinkles on his face and the bags under his eyes.
“Upon much study, the story has been passed along with the skin. After seeing the terror in the eyes of a few men and women before I came across it, I believe every word. It's said that snakes carrying the Lamian venom were stirred awake from an ancient sleep. The shock of the lightning, and the horrendous roll of the omnipotent thunder, unleashed its power. Snakes containing the most pot
