Tail(s) From the Other Side

“They’ve all gone, man”

“What, all of them??”

“Yeah, some fucker took all of our stock. We worked fucking months on that man”

“Well, the next fucker we see trying to sell a kilo of magic mushrooms gets fucking sorted”

As the voices faded away I looked up into the trees. Magic mushrooms?? The mushrooms I had eaten must have been hallucinogenic. I shook my head and smiled slightly. Shit. I grinned wider. I might need to invest in some ecological products in the future!! If they give that kind of trip then this was something I could get used to.

As I moved off to start my new life dealing in Magic Mushrooms, I noticed my sleeve. That it was torn, I reached over and pulled the torn material to one side and saw that there a perfect half circle of pointed teeth marks in my bicep ……………..