The Critter

[PhineasQP]

Henderson returned to camp after several days' absence. He wouldn't talk about whatever ordeal he'd been through, mumbling to his companions to mind their own blasted business. He took his supper by the fire among the other prospectors, looking sickly.

He'd hardly touched his vittles when he suddenly stiffened and cried out weakly. To everyone's shock, a nightmarish horror burst through poor dead Henderson's abdomen and skittered like lightning into the brush, trailing gore.

The men fell back in disbelief and panic, except young Swanson who stood, bellowing after the thing:

"Yer in the wrong consarn genre, ya dadgum critter!"

[strawman]

Live long and proper, said Professor Higgins.

[Algernon Sydney is Dead]

I'm sure that's what several people hoped for when that Cowboys & Aliens movie came out.


...
After a moment Henderson sat up and pulled out a tin star. Texas Ranger.
He didn't say a thing, but he had a hard glint in his eye as he stood and checked his twin Colt 44's...

[gunsofchekhovia]

I never meta prospector I didn't like. Well done.