Meth Moth by J. Rocky Colavito

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If you ever find yourself traveling in West Virgina, there’s a real chance you’ll hear the locals talking about something in hushed tones. Something with huge red eyes that mess wi th your sight, something that can fly fast enough to overtake a speeding car, something that makes meals out of pets left out at night, something that caused a horrible tragedy in the sixties.It’s not a legend.It’s gotten its hands on a stash of high-grade methamphetamine. And now it’s addicted and addled.And on the hunt.Eight feet tall, a nearly twenty-foot wingspread, clawed feet and hands, a bullet-deflecting exoskeleton.Fueled by meth frenzy.It stalks the night; its bloodthirst as unchecked as its addiction to the burning fumes of its drug stash.Those who survive will never forget . . .MethMoth. Show more