I'm Solid Snaking it in the...Alley?
*There was no mistaking it. He had heard the sound clearly, through his window. It was faint, but loud to his ears, sitting along the wind and flowing into the night.
....
He knew what he had to do.
That other Al was wrong. He WAS here. He could hear him.
He heard the footsteps! He heard everything!!!
...
So that's why he was in this fruit crate.
Late at night.
With his head peeking out of it.
Right.
That would certainly fly.*
....
He knew what he had to do.
That other Al was wrong. He WAS here. He could hear him.
He heard the footsteps! He heard everything!!!
...
So that's why he was in this fruit crate.
Late at night.
With his head peeking out of it.
Right.
That would certainly fly.*