The Preserve; Wednesday Afternoon
Travis was stuck in a tree.
There was a reason for that, he swore! It went like this: he'd been dumb and gone out to skateboard early in the afternoon. The boardwalk had seemed like the best possible place but as soon as he'd gotten as far the deck, the eels had attacked.
So, Travis had run. And he'd run fast. The eels had hit him in the back but had thankfully not attached and he'd been able to use his skateboard as a weapon, smacking and slapping eels down if they got too close. The constant shrieking was making his head hurt and he'd headed for the trees in the hopes that the eels wouldn't come after him.
Well, they had until he'd scurried up a tree and started batting at each approaching eel with his skateboard. The constant barrage made it difficult to actually get down though.
So, that was the story. He was perched on a branch, back against the trunk and smacking shrieking, flying eels with a now dirty skateboard. God, he hoped this stopped at some point. He didn't want to sleep in a tree.
[Open place in town, ofc. I just wanted to stick someone in a tree]
There was a reason for that, he swore! It went like this: he'd been dumb and gone out to skateboard early in the afternoon. The boardwalk had seemed like the best possible place but as soon as he'd gotten as far the deck, the eels had attacked.
So, Travis had run. And he'd run fast. The eels had hit him in the back but had thankfully not attached and he'd been able to use his skateboard as a weapon, smacking and slapping eels down if they got too close. The constant shrieking was making his head hurt and he'd headed for the trees in the hopes that the eels wouldn't come after him.
Well, they had until he'd scurried up a tree and started batting at each approaching eel with his skateboard. The constant barrage made it difficult to actually get down though.
So, that was the story. He was perched on a branch, back against the trunk and smacking shrieking, flying eels with a now dirty skateboard. God, he hoped this stopped at some point. He didn't want to sleep in a tree.
[Open place in town, ofc. I just wanted to stick someone in a tree]