Letters from the Fog
Dear Steve,
I don’t know why you hid in the basement for over a minute while I was dodging the Pig. As I was pulled of the hook by sweet Laurie, I noticed you were doing nothing. As I was tunneled, but managed to avoid downing again, you hid in the basement. As I struck the Pig to once again run in calm terror, you hid. Even though I managed to elude being struck down by the bloodied blade of the swine for over another minute, still you hid. For shame Steve. For shame. Our blood may be on the blade of a hiding hog fiend, our blood is truly on your hands,
Signed,
Go ######### Yourself Steve
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