Imagine it pulls a roomba and just leaves the casino when no one is looking. Imagine one in the wild, hunting down its next victim as thats the only thing it knows how to do. Imagine its 4 am and youre walking home drunk and you see an ominous shadow from the end of the street. Its dark and everyting is blurry. Is it a car? An alien? Another flashier bar goer? You call out in greeting but it does not respond. It continues on its path, coming toward you slowly and steadily like Michael Meyers or Jason Vorhees. You turn away and walk faster than you previously were, hoping whoever it is that has not responded isnt trying to rob or kidnap you. You glance back at it over your shoulder and learn Its still coming, gaining on you. Its closer and closer and you just cant walk any faster without running. You push yourself to walk faster, your mind has slid from confusion to a whirlwind of fear. Should you run? You dont know and its too late to make a better decision. The homes surrounding you are pitch black, their occupants asleep in their beds. You grow frantic and thats when it happens.....youre shoe catches a rock and you trip. It hurts but you can hear whatever it is roll to a stop at your feet, bumping lightly at your shoe. You freeze for only a fraction of a second before you realize whatever it is hasnt touched you beyond a tap to the shoe. Maybe its time? Maybe you have to face the music sometime? You peel yourself off the concrete and dust yourself off with shaky fingers, fearful of the shadow now looming over you. You turn amd as you do, you hear the scariest sound you, an ex gambler 6 years clean could hear.
