My Dad Ate Meat From A Deer That Walked On Two Legs | CreepCast

29:08By the time I heard my name being called, I was half deaf and twitching at things that weren't there. My sister pleaded for me to come back, her pink fingers grasping for me as I put her down, but my mother was shouting for me to come help and I wanted to keep my family safe. She told me to get something to tie dad up while she and my grandma used both arms to pin each of his wrists to the ground. His hand bled weakly as my grandma used every inch of her strength to simultaneously pin him and stop the flow. he thrashed slowly beneath him his movements languid and easy but i could tell it was a struggle for them to keep him down as i ran to the garage i saw the gun on the ground with my dad's severed finger nearby i kicked it out of reach before returning shortly with the rope my grandma used to tie the garage door open during hot summers mom tied the knots my grandma tried talking to my dad and it was one of the few times in my life i saw her as the woman who'd once changed his diapers.

30:01Ow! Oh, gosh. Kind of sad like this. Ow. Yeah. She was so soothing and tender and her constant muttering that everything would be okay seemed so fragile. She was scared for him. Mom just did everything in her power to wrestle some safety out of the moment. Only once his arms were securely behind his back and she was confident he wasn't breaking free did she stand back, put her hands behind her and then immediately hunched forward and sob. Call an ambulance. my grandma told me as she walked into the other room to get my sister before I got the phone I briefly hugged my mom who didn't seem to notice I risked a glance at my dad who didn't look at anything at all dead eyes gazed vacantly at nothing as he fought to free his arms when he finally looked at me it was no different to how he looked at the floor or the wall that's so it's so cool it's like the parasites or whatever's in them I assume from the meat because of the mention at the beginning but whatever's in them is like possessing them and causing them to become like these zombies not like traditional zombies like voodoo zombie makes you think of stuff like that movie The Crazies or any of these kind of movies where basically somebody has lost control and they become either hyper violent towards themselves or other people pretty interesting like the sadness even to an extent but this idea of starting the story and we don't know any of the characters.

31:28There's no build up and it's just right at the point where the party goes south is very interesting. And now we're just getting these little vignettes of like very strange moments of this kid who we really don't even know either is taking us through this town and his experiences and all the weird shit he's saying. It's just it's like an interesting way to tell the story. You know, I feel like there'd be a lot of like build up first and then you would get into the the, you know, the big changing moment. but it's just, uh, it's cool to just be immediately be brought in as like a fly in the wall.

32:01When shit goes South. Very interesting. And we're getting a little bits of information about the family as we, you know, get into each of these little segments. It's a fun, um, motif to have the character walk in, in the midst of the chaos, uh, where he's like, she, there's blood. Why is there blood? She's holding a knife. Whose blood is it? He has a gun. It goes off. Like that's a fun, um, it's a lot way to piece stuff together. it's a lot it feels like tidal waves of just new shit we're like what what you know like it's kind of like unrelenting so far the story is christian does a really good job at for one his exposition like uh has weight to it mostly because it's i mean it's written well but it's so um careful where it's placed a lot of the story is just actions like this is happening this is happening this is happening um so the exposition feels almost like a breath and it comes in at good times and stuff like that it's just a good rider yeah the exposition doesn't feel like it's holding the viewer's hand it feels like yeah like you're saying like an air brevity for a moment yep and a lot happens very quickly yeah yeah i mean it's a fucking it's been a roller coaster ride so far i didn't go to school the next day either some men from the government came to take dad in the morning and mom ordered me to my room when they arrived she asked him a thousand and questions, but their replies were short and stern.

33:22All I managed to overcure were a few muffled phrases. Please stay put, ma 'am. Two will be in contact with you shortly. When I ran to my window to look at them walking down the drive, I saw that they all wore masks. One of them saw me staring. Thought he was going to wave, but he didn't. There's a biohazard symbol on their clothes. After they left, Mom focused on making dinner and looking after my sister. She kept me close the whole time, barking anxious questions whenever I tried to leave the room where are you going to just the bathroom oh okay then it felt like she was painting normality on a tissue paper desperately afraid of breaking it i tried my best to seem like i was okay that that's another that's a great line i tried my best to seem like i was okay last thing i wanted was to feel like some kid who needs his mommy we mostly just talked about mundane things but it was hard for both of us.

34:18The only time the atmosphere seemed to change was when she asked me something strange halfway through dinner. Did your father, when you both went hunting a few months back, what did you do with the meat? I don't know. Dad took care of all that. Why? The men who took him asked a whole bunch of questions about it. Then with a fragile smile, have you done your homework? They told me your teacher would send you some assignments online. Just like that, the thin pretense of normality came back, but I was left with a wriggling feeling in my stomach. It didn't go away as the evening marched on. In fact, it only grew worse until I found myself in bed rolling from side to side and thinking about mom's question.

34:55The men who bundled dad off hadn't seemed like the kind who messed around. Must have some idea what was going on. So why ask about me on some level? I knew the moment she'd asked me why it was relevant. dad loved to hunt and he always brought me to parties and barbecues wasn't it obvious he brought something back from the woods hadn't he i think god hunted for a long time nearly three months every time he asked i refused and i think he knew why on the very last trip dad shot three deer but he certainly did not have tags for those that might have been a little of a legal hunting that's okay Dad got a little excited.

35:35He saw... There's so many out here. Dad, no!

35:43It's so weird. We were out there by dad's corn feeder and it was the middle of the night, but he had a big spotlight. Those jokes make no sense to most of our audience. Dad shot three deer, but we only brought back two. One for us, one for the town barbecue. Okay, this meat we killed. One for the family, one for the doctor, the barista, your teacher, everyone. Everyone gets a deer. The third he shot, but we left it out on the forest floor because by the time it had died, I was pale and shaken and even dad couldn't keep the tremor out of his voice. Neither of us had expected the deer to stand up on its hind legs and walk towards us like a man.

36:28Oh, that's fun. It's gate, a heavy and broken thing. It's a lumbered over the forest floor. So why he did it was because it was like probably self-defense or something. Yeah. What the fuck? Yeah. These are two tags from the season. Get back in the show. Oh my God. I also love how that comes out of nowhere, how it's like, I'm not nowhere. I mean, obviously the story set precedents for strange things, but it's like a truck hitting you. Cause it's just like, well, on the last trip, you know, shot two, one for the barbecue. We didn't bring the third one though. we were terrified because it was walking on two legs.

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38:14And it had kept coming even after Dad shot it six more times. One of the rounds struck it in the head, but still it shambled forward on two misshapen legs as its brains painted the ferns a pestilent gray. When it finally fell, even dad had gone pale and in the silent aftermath, I had to go off and be sick in a bush. After that, we cut the trip short. Dad walked me gently back to the truck where two deer we'd shot in trust earlier that day lay waiting in the pickup. I don't think either of us even remembered they were there until later. He'd still ask if I wanted to head out with him each weekend, but he never seemed surprised when I made some excuse.

38:50The Only time we talked about it was not long before the barbecue when he drove me to school one day. Didn't deal with it head on. He skirted the topic. Sometimes deers get sick. A little like old folks do. Remember Grandpa? He got real scary towards the end, didn't he? Well, deer get sick too. But we don't have to worry. Same way you couldn't catch what Grandpa had. Well, we can't catch what the deer have. Us humans are safe. Just an uncomfortable part of nature. Dad, you're wrong. Yeah, this is clearly a sick deer, son. It's like falling over two legs trying to get to them. I think your grandpa dying of colon cancer is a bit different than a fucking deer standing upright and withstanding six bullets, dude.

39:35Don't worry. Daddy can't get sick. Daddy, you look like you're completely yellow and you have gray eyes. Daddy's not sick. I'm totally fine. I'm totally just eat your meat. I want to look like this. It's okay. It had come out of the blue, or at least it seemed like it. I figured it was Dad's way of trying to get me back on board with hunting. I knew he liked me going with him. I liked it too, at least until I seen that deer walk towards me on two legs. But lying in my bed that night after Mom had gone to sleep, I started to wonder if maybe he hadn't really been trying to convince me. Maybe he carried a little doubt in himself about something he was going to do.

40:13What if he'd been trying to convince himself it was okay? two deer i tried remembering what they'd been like i didn't check them after we got in the truck why would i i seemed as normal as any others as we tied them down but i hadn't really been paying attention either i've been hunting since i was seven helping dad was automatic to me and to top it off i didn't know what i was meant to be looking for i squirt beneath the sheets and tried so hard to remember every detail of that trip most of all i try to remember what the first two deer dad had shot were like and gone down so quick they seemed normal but grandpa had been sick with alzheimer's a long time before he got scary and i had to figure the same could be true of those deer who was to say that the one on hind legs was the only sick creature in the woods that day i couldn't have forced these thoughts out of my head with a crowbar at some point i accepted i wasn't getting any sleep that night and i settled down to torture myself some more until i realized it didn't have to be that way dad had an old freezer in the shed and he sometimes kept meat in there not for long and usually not for eating he'd used it for things he wanted to skin or try and make a trophy out of which he rarely did since mom didn't like that kind of thing in the house but if the deer weren't in the freezer in the kitchen or the garage then they might be in the shed and if i did open up that chest and saw two deer bodies in there that meant whatever was going around and making people hurt themselves couldn't have come from our little hunting trip i stuck out my room as quietly as i could mom was on the phone with my grandma and she was crying i stopped briefly by our door and listened to see if maybe they knew something i didn't but after she started talking about how scared she was i just felt bad and moved on at least it meant she was too busy to notice me creeping down the stairs i wanted to see if i could get some more info but my mom was just crying and that's i don't like that so that's boring i never liked the shed at the end of the yard.

42:08It was rarely used, even by my dad who kept the lawnmower and some old junk in there. It wasn't the kind of place you kept food, but I had this feeling he didn't keep these deer with the rest of the meat he got from hunting. As I opened the back door and looked over the shadow covered yard, I found myself thinking about the tunnel and what I'd seen back there. With everything that had happened since, I'd done a good job of convincing myself it never really happened. The man with no legs who dragged himself out of the darkness had become little more than a half-remembered nightmare. A moment out of time that was incompatible with all logic and reason.

42:44But suddenly, it was back with me. All the emotions and thoughts that raced through my head as I'd stared at his rotten flesh and glassy eyes. The walk to the shed wasn't easy. I fought the urge to turn around the entire way there. Each step was like walking on feet made of lead. At the door, I paused with my hand, poised by the lock. The house seemed so distant behind me, and I became painfully aware nobody knew I was alone out in the dark. Inside was nearly pitch black. My phone helped me light it up a little, but I didn't touch the nearby switch in case Mom saw it from her window. Cobwebs hung low from the ceiling, and shadows crawled across the floor and walls as I moved closer to the freezer.

43:28The entire time, I kept expecting something to happen. I even imagined that deer rising from beneath the lid, pushing it open to stand unnaturally tall on its hind legs where it looked down at me the same dead eyes i seen in my father the thought scared me so bad i nearly hyperventilated myself straight into a panic attack but before i had time to really worry about any of that i found my hand on the freezer latch i pushed it open and looked inside the misty vapors cleared to reveal a pile of meat and fur encrusted with ice there was only one head visible and i so badly wanted confirmation that there There were two animals in there that took a deep breath and reached in to try and pry some of it loose.

44:11Some of it came away from the sides with a sound like duct tape, but no matter how deep I rooted around in that mound of bone antlers and rock-hard flesh, I couldn't see a sign of the second deer. My dad really served everyone sick meat? Was that really what Larry Sitkins, Mr. Straub, and all those other people had killed themselves? The thought made me feel ill. I slammed the freezer shut and walked back to the door in a daze. trying with all my might to swallow the painful weight that settled in my gut. I had one foot outside when the freezer door rattled against the latch. The entire world sput around me.

44:48My heart sank and my skin froze in a sensation that was growing increasingly familiar. I turned to face the sound, both hands braced against the door, and watched as the hatch slammed itself into the lock once more. The light inside the chest came on for the briefest of moments, and I glimpsed thrashing fur and teeth. then it happened again and again and each time i saw bits of hoof and bone and strange musculature that frightened me so deeply i fell down onto my ass and didn't even realize when the latch finally gave way the lid flew open and stayed there light poured out of the box and i waited breath held for that thing to emerge to come roaring out of sight and bear down towards me on unnatural legs but nothing happened silence stretched on for what seemed like an eternity until at last there was a crash louder than any before and the entire freezer rocked back and forth and slowly fell over the deer or parts of it fell out with a hard wet thump bits of its chin and face shattered on the hard packaged ground sending little shards of meat and bones skating across the floor on melting streaks of blood.

45:56Some of them even reached my feet. The thing inside moved with the sound of snow crunching beneath your feet. Its thick neck and broken head twisting side to side, scanning the shed's interior with faulty eyes. I've never seen anything move like that. Not before or since. This was worse than the man in the tunnel. Worse by a thousand times. The deer was still mostly frozen, but some impossible force was making the crystallized water in its own cells, and the result was skin that ripped like tissue in the muscles that cracked and crunched as they tried to flex and contract. It lifted its head and tried to scream.

46:30The breathy sound that left its fuzzy black lips made my heart start skipping beats while my bladder emptied. I couldn't help it. Couldn't stop myself. But when I looked down and saw pieces of melting flesh start to writhe and wriggle, I tried with all my might to stifle to cry building up in my throat, but it still escaped as a desperate, high-pitched whine. The deer turned its head towards me with a violent swing, another breathy shriek, and then it began to thrash its stiff and frozen legs in a terrifying attempt to get closer. To say it had a predatory look would be inaccurate. Anyone who's seen a predator in action knows that nature is mostly indifferent when it kills.

47:08A bear tears into its prey with the same dull look of someone opening their McDonald's. Predators don't hate the things they hunt. But this thing, I could feel its hatred, its malice. It was nothing like what I'd seen in my dad's eyes or even the eyes of the man in the tunnel. But it had spent months in that box, hadn't it? This was the disease when you skipped three months ahead. Anger. Hatred. God, I couldn't even say if it was going to eat me. That's what you think when you see a zombie, right? It's going to try and take a big bite out of you. but this frozen clump of hair and meat and brain lips dragged itself across the floor with an expression like murderous rage that looked of someone ready to beat another living thing to death using its own hands.

47:50If it had to unable to face it a moment longer, I dragged myself back onto my feet and fled shutting my eyes as I entered the cold night air. I made it three steps before I slammed into my dad. Oh,

48:05Oh no. Oh no. It was like I'd run full speed into a tree. I bounced back and hit the earth, pain flared up in my coccyx as my father loomed over me. It felt cold for the brief moment where we made contact. My mind blocked out the sound of something hideous scrambling in the shed behind me, and the entire world narrowed until it was just the face of the man who'd raised me, looking down with pale, dead eyes. Dad? He swallowed, then briefly examined his hands. I think I'm dead. he muttered almost as if he was talking to himself when did i die okay so that's actually one of the most haunting that's one of the most terrifying lines ever you're starting to start to freak me out a little bit okay i think i'm dead when did i die being asked by some presence inside of what whatever his dad or whatever the thing is inside of his dad oh oh man or like he's Still, he has some consciousness in there that's infested with all of the whatever it is.

49:09Man, that's so good. I pulled myself up and grabbed his hand. He was cold, but his pulse was racing. I could even see the veins in his forearms throbbed sickeningly. Dad, are you okay? They told me I'm sick. He said, his eyes gazing vaguely at the empty space behind me. I think they're right. But there's more. He looked at me. The intensity of his gaze so powerful that I let go of his hand and took a step back. For the first time in my life, I was scared of him. I'm not alone in here.

49:44Oh my gosh, dude. Whoa. Oh, that's terrifying. Your conscience of the thing trying to take you over? Oh man. He said, his voice pleading for help. Slowly, his expression twisted into a grotesque mask of agony and desperation. Oh, Jesus. It isn't just me in here. I tried to move, but he was a big man, and his arms wrapped around me like steel bands. Dad! I cried, struggling to pull myself loose as he sobbed louder and louder. Dad, Jesus, you gotta let me go with this! The shed door burst open. I managed to twist around just enough I could see what came out. I felt an urgent terror crawling up my flesh.

50:27The deer had pulled itself loose from the freezer and it now stood in the doorway on two legs. Its body looked all wrong in that posture. Like when you twist the limbs around on a doll, probably not far from the truth thinking about it. Dad didn't react, but I began to scream as the nightmare coalesced around me. My father gripping, holding me in place as that horrible thing lurched towards me on two legs. It moved like claymation or a puppet show had gone wrong, but it was quicker than I feared. Each step brought it closer. I found myself losing what little control I had. I started to scream, started to shriek.

51:02I beat at my father with my fist, but he didn't budge an inch. My clenched hands just bounced off his strong shoulders and it was like I was trying to hurt a punching bag. I started to swear too, started to scream things I thought were bad, then worse, then so bad I'm not even sure I can blame other people for putting those words in my head. I told my dad I hated him. Called him a son of a bitch. Called him even worse. All that commotion got the attention of others. Neighbors' lights started coming on. My mom emerged from the back door, wrapping a robe around herself as she squinted at us in the dark.

51:34What the hell is going on? She cried as she stumbled towards us, but when she saw that deer she started screaming too. I don't know why, but I thought that other people appearing would help somehow. That as two, three, half a dozen and people came stumbling into the open lawns, peering over waist-high fences. It had stopped the slow but inevitable onslaught of that monster. It did no such thing. I had to listen to their confused shouts and cries while gesturing and begging for help. The entire time, the sound of the creature over my shoulder getting closer and closer. Meanwhile, my hands tried to pry away my father's thick arms, but each time I got leverage, he simply flexed in his grip tight and around me.

52:14He was muttering something the whole time, but I couldn't hear it. Finally, my mom screamed and ran, swinging the old rake at the space behind me. I heard the impact, the splintering of the wooden handle. Then she stumbled backwards, and I had to twist to get a look at the deer that was now just six or seven feet away, the spokes of a rake still sticking out of its face. The monster looked right at me. It opened its mouth, and I swear to God it was going to talk. But right then, someone shouted, For the love of God, Alice, get away from that thing! Alice was my mother's name. that she fell to the floor just seconds before an explosion broke the night, silencing all voices and shattering the deer's head like a crystal ball hit in the ground.

52:53My heart raced so fast, I thought for a moment I was going to die. Then I looked down at my dad and finally heard what he'd been mumbling the whole time. It's in us, and it wants us. It's in us, and it wants us. It's in us, and it wants us. There isn't much left of dad these days. I got to visit him a couple times. Bat lot of good it did. as far as I'm concerned. He died that day in the kitchen when he first tried shooting himself. They're treating us in this special hospital. Mom was real upset that visitations are limited, but I think it might be for the best. Her and my sister tested clean.

53:29Most people did. I didn't. Oh, shit. Mom snuck me in this phone a couple weeks ago, and I've been using that to write. Funny thing is, one of the orderlies saw me on it a few days ago and just laughed. I think that maybe the government aren't too worried about this store getting out. At first, I didn't really get why until I started actually putting all this down into writing. Got to the part where the half man came out of the tunnel and I realized no one's going to believe me. Still, I gotta try. Partly because I want to protect people. Whatever this disease is, it's a hell of a lot more than some twisted prions and I think that the government knows that.

54:06Dad certainly did. Most infected did too. That's why they killed themselves. They want it out. The voice that comes with this illness is like, it's like if your brain is just words in a book and when someone dips that book in a can full of used motor oil, you just want to give in, hand it all over. It wants your body so whatever you do, don't fight. That's worse. Give it up. In hindsight, we should have let dad kill himself. What he went through was, well, it's probably a lot worse than the others who got to die. I sometimes think about going into his room with a pillow, but security's pretty tight around him.

54:44As for me, infection's still in its early phase. It takes everyone differently. And for me, it's taken quite its time. I think it's because of my age. Still, I can sort of feel it under there, growing. I think it's why I'm writing this. It wants me to. The sickness, it lives out in the woods, way, way out. and parts of the soil where the sun hasn't shown in millions of years. It's old enough to remember a time you could walk from Appalachia to what's now called Glasgow. It's been fumbling around out there in the brains of deer and other things. The sickness tells me this. Tells me it's learning about this new world.

55:26Tells me how my mind tastes. But most of all, it tells me it's getting closer. And that is the end. that was a great one nice that was that was excellent my gosh back when you could walk from Appalachia Glasgow so that's before that's like Pangea you know before the continental split so it's like this thing was from the found the primordial earth and it's been out there deep in the soil and it started to infest and crawl about and the whole part of dad so I assume the explosion and his dad falling over is because his mom or someone else shot dad right yeah yeah One of the half dozen people. Yeah.

56:04Yeah. Someone shot dad and then he is now infected and he feels it crawling inside of him. That was, man, that was such a cool story. And also the prion, the thing I mentioned earlier, chronic wasting disease is a prion disease. It's this illness deer get that make them lose their mind. And in some cases killed himself. I haven't witnessed it, but there are stories of deer getting infected with it and like beating their head on a rock. uh, until they're dead. So I imagine the idea is like the, the, when he says this is more than a pry on, I imagine the idea is that the, the government's like, Oh, it's just an outbreak of CWD.

56:45Nothing to worry about. And like, obviously people don't know how bad it is. Uh, so it like uses a real world kind of analogy, but man, gosh, that was so cool. That was very well done. It's well written. It's a cool horror concept. That was sick. yeah I like that it uh is very short and sweet I mean like as short as in I mean you know it's an hour but still uh I guess it's like this story could have been something way more flushed out but I just liked how kind of bare bones it was just kind of getting us into this world really quick figuring out all this like weird shit going on not divulging too much but not leaving too much out either you know it also didn't feel too one note of like oh yeah they just horribly kill themselves I feel like they kind of added on to it I think my favorite imagery was really like the meat cooler of like that thing popping open and having the light come out.

57:33You imagine some of the cold fog pouring out of it as well. Really, really creepy. Also, too, at the end when the dad was hugging him or like wouldn't let him go and the thing was moving towards him. I almost wonder if the deer wouldn't have even killed him or if he was like actually going to speak to him like there, you know, because he knew that. I mean, the kids have infected now. I'm wondering if he was going to just like talk to him. yeah like as as the like the disease speaks to him yeah or just you know I mean like zombies don't attack each other right I just didn't know if it was going to be I just didn't know if it was going to be something where it comes up and it's like just either and like I don't know enhances the parasites does something I just I always wonder or like I've been wondering since you know because it looked like it was going to speak I was wondering if it was going to say something to him or do something else that might have just been fucking creepy before its head was blown off.

58:28Two, the idea that the dad is just still alive and is just basically a corpse that they're just examining is pretty gruesome. And also, too, now even the kid is stuck up there, too, at the hospital. Pretty interesting. I also liked the line earlier that was like, I waved at the people in the hazmat suits. I thought that they might wave back, but they didn't. just kind of shows I guess how like futile like how they're not even looking at them like people in a bit of a way like it's like oh shit yeah they're gone yep that's it that is what it is this is one of those things too where uh I don't know his stories man this is this has got to be the shortest one we've read by him right I feel like the astronaut one was pretty short too the episode was longer because there was like a 15 minute tangent about your Mr.

59:18Floppy friend I feel like most of them are right around like 40 minutes to an hour it's interesting I guess it's just this is the first one I feel like the characters are very generalized I feel like the other stories it's like we get a very intimate understanding of like the people where they're going what's going on here it was just kind of an interesting way it just felt a bit different it didn't feel like a typical Christian Wallace story the only time I was like oh yep there it is is whenever there's like really great one-liners and also really fun reveals. That's the biggest thing. I ran outside and then I bumped into my dad.

59:54It's just always an afterthought. It's always something where you're riding around the ride and then all of a sudden, boom, you stop and you get hit by a fun reveal or some kind of thing that's taking the story in a darker direction or a creepier, some kind of scare. So that's a lot of fun. But that's your Creepcast episode this week. Be sure to come back next week for some more scares and also like like we said before we'll leave all of christian wallace's stuff in the description below be sure to pick up some physical copies of stuff physical books are dope yeah i only recommend reading this dude's stuff even if it's just on like of course support the artist but i mean scrolling through his reddit some of these stories are titled like yeah do not pray to god in the desert i've been squatting in a condemned high rise the second coming of christ already come and gone i should know i performed his autopsy like titles like that are awesome yeah i mean We're going to have to read this guy's stuff.

1:00:48We're going to have to keep diving into his stories just for our own reading pleasure here on the show because every time we read it, it's always a good time. He don't miss. He don't miss. He's too good. He don't miss. And if you're an audio listener and you're listening on Spotify or Apple Podcasts, thank you so much for listening. We appreciate you. And also thank you to the patrons who support the channel as well. We appreciate you as well. And also we still got merch so be sure to go check the merch in the description below or in the comments it might be pinned or something check it out there at creepcast.store and until next time guys stay creeped and have a beautiful rest of your day stay creeped and um don't you started this episode talking about you being naked next to my bed and i think that's throwing me off the whole time so if if you see hunter naked or close really um it's now a self-defense situation so you should kill him you should kill hunter bye ...

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