The shambling, indistinct black mass slowly slid forward,
leaving a trail of thick mucus as it came up to the microphone. It rumbled,
various parts of the being shaking before a small wad of dark brown… material
fell out of a hole.
“My apologies, I’ll clean that up later.” it said to the
woman with the clipboard and a fixed smile on her face in a surprisingly
cultured voice, before it turned back to the assembled audience.
“I’d like to thank the Monster Rehabilitation Association this
chance to speak to you all.
Now.”
The monsters all turned and attacked us.
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