“Me-n that is alotta bugs, alotta pardon ma language big freakin' bugs,” Austin said and pulled his revolver out. “Shouldn’t we be runnin’ right bout now?”
“We can’t outrun them, they’re too many,” Elania said.
“Alright so what’s the plan? Cuz if this here thang is gonna be one of them pickles I’d haveta shoot ma’self outta, ma bullets might be a lil short.” He c****d his gun.
“I don’t know.”
“Well honey this looks a lot like a run and shoot and keep runnin’ and shootin’ kind of pickle to me so whenever you ready jus’ gimme a holler.”
“You want us to run?” Elania asked as the both of them stood extremely still, keeping their eyes on the creatures, not wanting to look away from them, lest they pull a fast one on them.
“Elania, you know what it feels like to be munched down on?”
“No I
