bozo passes a man dressed in a cheap suit and standing well over six foot five with frazzled black hair and olive skin.
bartender runs across the bar and slams shut the thick wood shutters. the beasts hit, cracking the middle.
the entire bar stares at heroine with their mouths agape.
coach jerks back. the startled group tries to focus, but it's too dark outside. with the moon as the only light, father beast can barely be made out cradling his dead child.
adulterer's eyes widen.
a steady "thud-thud-thud" rhythm vibrates the bar. grandpa's drink starts to hop to edge of his table with the beats. the group maneuvers to get a better look.
trampy vomits.
heroine's eyes bulge.
at a booth, trampy re-bandages adulterer's eye.
the survivors shake in sickened silence. from beyond the walls, they can hear high-pitched screams.
the burning jukebox plays a slow love song. dancing and holding each other, grandpa smooches grandma on the forehead.
grandpa and grandma hold each other tight. uncle beast enters, moving to their table. it moves in for the kill.