The heavens cried and earth shook as the Old Gods awoke. Everywhere man went insane. Lovecraft would be proud.

He blindly and frantically searches the dark world. Someone had stolen his eyes while he slept. Wait… Never mind. He found his glasses.

Gerald looked at the mouse trap in his hand and then back that the 5ft tall demon rat. He was going to need a bigger trap… and a vacation.

The shotgun shattered the silence and the headless zombie fell to the ground. Video games and movies have prepared him well for this day.

His life flowed out and puddled around his feet. There was nothing he could do. The wound was too big. There was just too much damage done.