[There's a slight squeak of wheels and gears as Mike stops his bike, one foot trying hard to stay solid enough on the pavement. His jaw positively drops - and not just because of the monsters.]
Um. [Oh, shit. His voice has gone up an entire octave.] I, uh-
[He's even more beautiful in person. Surely this is some kind of hallucination.]
beasts.
Um. [Oh, shit. His voice has gone up an entire octave.] I, uh-
[He's even more beautiful in person. Surely this is some kind of hallucination.]
Maggots. They're maggots.
[What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck-]