Treading along the sand, I was pushed forth by only what I could reckon to be instinct. Without a thought in my head, my curiosity started to arise as I began shifting directions.
"What the hell?"
Luckily for me I hadn't need to travel far. As its curiosity was as enticed as mine was. Yet, once I saw it, I knew what business I was in for.
Moving in closer, it darted at me trying to take an investigation bite.
Turning sideways, I flanked it with my prosthetic hand, gouging at its eye. "I want my liver back! Dammit!"
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