Talk:Hellhound/@comment-27303410-20160413210250/@comment-25808351-20160413212947

I stare back at my wife not saying anything. The cold beer in my hand wet with condensation. Time seemed to stop as we continued our staring contest in the hallway. A lone drop of water from the condensation falls from the bottle. As the droplet plummeted to the floor, my Helly-Chan's smile grew bigger and bigger, baring her sharp teeth.... that were very clean and pearly white today. She must have brushed recently.

The moment the drop hit the floor, my wife lunges at me. I watch in slow motion as she flys through the air with the grace and skill of a seasoned predator. I utter out only two words in the short time before she lands on me. "Oh shit..." (CRASH)