Shoot tumbleweeds with a shotgun
Your cousin does not mind you hunting with his shotgun. Fields and wildlands surround this town. You prowl the tumbleweed fields. Big round bushes with tentacle like branches spin like wheels across the fields and you blast them apart with the gun.
Until the day one of them sneaks up behind you. It jumps onto you and injects its venom with many thorny branches. You scream in pain and blast it twice. Your back stings like red hot fire. You stumble home. Swaying in a delirious state. You fumble open the door to the trailer and you lay on your belly on the couch after taking your shirt off. Your back has big swollen bumps all over it. The pain is really bad. You can't help whimpering. You escape into sleep. Disturbing dreams corrupt your rest as you slowly die.
