Episode 4: All Hail the Meat God
Episode 4: All Hail the Meat God
They’d been tracking the Skin Man for two days.
“I swear to the goddess, Jersey, if this turns out to be a snipe hunt…” Brielle’s whisper was low and tight.
“I don’t know what a snipe is,” Jersey Matt muttered. “But I know what I saw.”
“I hope you’re right. The rest of the party bailed. It’s just you and me.”
Matt glanced around and shook his head. He stood in the middle of the woods with a girl he’d met a month ago, during what was shaping up to be the absolute worst chapter of his life—strapped up like a bargain-bin commando, chasing a corpse.
Not just any corpse. Deaders were as common now as seagulls on the Jersey Shore. This one had a single-board computer jammed into the back of its neck, as if someone’s busted robotics final wandered off into the apocalypse.
None of this made sense.