You are pleased with the string lights you’ve chosen to decorate your porch with. You go inside to pour yourself a glass of iced tea and prepare to enjoy the peaceful, balmy evening. When you return to your porch you almost drop your glass; a hulking, winged figure is tangled up in your string lights. His antenna twitch and he mumbles, Dang pretty lights. This is so embarrassing. He extends a fuzzy hand to shake. Uh…I’m Mothman.
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