“Uhm...!”
Setting? The woods. At her feet lay a freshly dead corpse made out of shredded cheese (fiesta mix), and in her hands was the ax she just used to behead the cheese-man. Bought on clearance from Goodwill, the red discount tag was still stuck to the side of the handle.
A Giant Pacific octopus dangled from a nearby ficus tree, three of its long tentacles dangled down dangerously, wriggling and writhing in the air.
“The octopus was in the tree when I got here, I swear.”













