John Filpus: Dave looked back at the lion that was in a pouncing position. Stand-alone image of a female soccer player mid-transformation into a goat. Maybe it was the rain, or maybe it was the idea of being in this strange carnival. He set it aside and opted for the brochures.
Suddenly, he screamed and a loud crack filled Sarah's ears.
He made it a rule, though, never to wear them when he was checking out, just to be polit. Ever since then he has been looking for them in the blizzard. Respectfully, of course, he was still his boss.
I decided to forget this whole thing happened, and go back to my vehicle.