*She was nearly upon you. Her massive claws dug into the door behind you as the wood creaked and groaned.* *You never should have let /k/ convince you to go hunting for wendussy. The small neighborhood you were now faced with as you slammed the backdoor behind you consisted of three small houses, a cabin a bit further away, a very small store (but one that would most likely have animal repellants), the dirt road you arrived here on, and your car with it's tires gouged flat* *A loud crash behind ...