Favourite genre of music: =B Really, anything but country.
Favourite cartoon character: Bender, bitch.
The Other BreedI open my eyes as the car jolts to a stop. Hombre cusses and throws open the door before disappearing into the thick, green brush and giant trees surrounding us.The Other Breed by ~avaunt
The road’s changed so much that I’m not quite sure how I know where we are. Perhaps it’s because of the rusty Dead-End sign, an older, newer, version of which peeks out at me from a half-forgotten memory, or maybe it’s the trees, which have grown larger but kept the same knots. Whatever it is, I have to hold back the urge to puke. Somehow, someway, and despite never being told about my connection to this place, Hombre’s driven us to the end of a path very near a place I hate: the summer cabin of my childhood.
“Where’d he go?” Alyssa demands from the back seat. “First we were going to the show, and then he said he needed to make a detour, and now we’re in the middle of nowhere and he’s gone?”
Beth is in the front seat, clearly having just woken up, too, as