watchoutbananapeel

On a relatively recent Friday morning, local resident Miss X was seeking to escape the constant screech of a neighbor’s hacksaw, she fled to the other side of the hill, where she sipped a cappuccino and watched the cars trundle past. Little did she know that a horrifying specter cast a disturbing shadow on the asphalt just around the corner. Its malice fueled by a failed attack on a cyclist, the thing waited, motionless, lying in wait for its next victim. Thankfully, Miss X arrived in time to warn the public.