TricerSpike

It didn’t take long for the two of them to make it to the swamp, which looked more like a tar pit, the liquid almost an exact shade of black as the gunk in the bottle.  The trees were dead and covered in strings of the sticky goop, while it bubbled like it was self-boiling.  In the tar were the bony remains of various animals that looked fresh, not bleached or fossilized. “Well, looks like nothing’s alive here, let’s just tell the Lieutenant-” Cinna started to say, turning away before being held in place by Claudio. “No, we stay and fight.” “What is there to fight, this is just a tar pit that

It was about 15 seconds after they walked outside of Bill's before Cinna was able to bury her face in Claudio's chest and just scream.  Even with it muffled, passersby still looked over in mixed emotions, from confusion to pity.  After a while, the screaming turned into crying into the beetle's chiseled abs and pecs, Cinna holding close like Claudio was her own dad, with Claudio going from surprise to trying to comfort her. “It is okay, Cinnamon.  Please do not cry.” He said as he ran his hand down her back before he looked up, her eyes puffy and red and her nose running. “W-what the Hell is going on?!  Why is everything s