[Shit what's taking time now? Freddy's watching and from here he sees there's something keeping Larry against the creature. Figures. He steps out of the car and aims at the form under the tarp. Freddy doesn't say a word because he knows when he fires the shot Larry will already have an idea of what to do. The gunshot's gonna attract a crowd so the old man better fucking Speedy Gonzales his way back to the car. Aim and...
Fire. He shoots at the wrist attempting to attach itself to Lawrence Dimick.]
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Fire. He shoots at the wrist attempting to attach itself to Lawrence Dimick.]