The Black Dog Eats the City
You just can't win.
You feel it before you see it, The Black Dog--the Cimmerian demon with baleful breath, diminishing the light wherever it tracks...
...the size of a large calf, its footfalls are silent--the portents of death hidden behind caliginous evil. It squeezes into the soul. You know it because he scrunches your stomach into a tight paper-ball and forces it out through your anus. Then you're a goner...
You just can't win
