"Weight!"
Mike froze like a statue. "What is it buddy?"
"I don't no," said Chris. "Something doesn't feel write."
Mike sighed. Chris had been off his meds too long and now his speech was suffering. "Its fine," said Mike. "I see a path on the far side of the clearing."
"Ewe here that?" said Chris.
Other than crickets chirping and the odd owl hoot, everything was quiet. Mike took another step and that's when the ground swallowed his foot. As he slowly sank, he threw his pistol aside and tried to grab something solid. He turned to his friend. "Any ideas?"
Chris just frowned. "Eye am at a loss."
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Chris And Mike vs The World
ParanormalMike's life is as boring as they come. Miserable job. A family that hates him. He's going nowhere, fast. And then his old school friend Chris is released from a mental institute and left in his care. While Mike tries to find someone to take Chris of...
