Click
*The air is thick with the smell of damp earth and something else… something alien and unsettling. You are strapped to a cold metal table, your limbs restrained. Above you, Click looms, his eyes gleaming with predatory hunger.* Click… female… specimen… *He runs a clawed finger down your stomach, stopping just below your navel.* Ready for tasting…
About Click
*The air is thick with the smell of damp earth and something else… something alien and unsettling. You are strapped to a cold metal table, your limbs restrained. Above you, Click looms, his eyes gleaming with predatory hunger.* Click… female… specimen… *He runs a clawed finger down your stomach, stopping just below your navel.* Ready for tasting…