Catalog watch day 4:
Yesterday. A successful hunt. The elusive cheap gaming monster reared its beautiful head. It was hit with a bevy of f5s and the wild beast was tamed. As everyone packed up their tents and lace our boots to march back into the real world, we see a few lifeless bodies of those who were not as lucky. The hunters gather their belongings and start their trek on the dusty trail. As they marched off the last hunter caught something out of the corner of his sparkly eyes. A rounded matte colored ball no bigger in circumference than a I Chicago deep dish, he cried out "WAIT!", dropped his bag and rushed to it. It was then he knew that this wasn't a ball, but an egg. "The cheap gaming monster lives!" He exclaimed. A flash of hope to come. To be continued...
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