If there is squirrel trouble

As you hurry along you step on a trip wire. A bend back branch with poisoned spikes flings at you. You side step it just in time. You are now hyper-alert. You start running. The brain will probaly be damaged, but you need to kill some time and get away from however is doing this to people. You catch a movement in the tree in front of you. A blast from your shotugn brings the rodent down. Fucking little bastard had a forest made pinecone grenade. You trigger the explosive and toss it into the bushes on the left. It explodes and you catch a glimpse of bushy tail sailing away from furry body. "Just let me pass and no one else has to die", You yell. Your voice echos in the silence. So you wait a couple of mintes and you begin rapid hikeing out of there. Nothing challanges you. You buy a cooler and ice at the bait shop and you make a few phone calls.

• 1 A potential buyer shows up in eighteen minutes
• 2 No one wants the brain