There are few places as uncomfortable to be in as a stomach. Especially the stomach of a foul swamp beast. But if June had known that she might get swallowed up that evening while on her way to a client’s house, she would have brought swamp monster repellent. Instead, all she had with her was a vile of headache medicine, her moonshine, and her son Jake. He was quite excited when he found out that his mother was taking him on a trip with her to go help cure someone’s illness for the first time, so he had over prepared by bringing all manner of supplies including a lantern and a map of the Bayou. She didn’t really see the need in them at the time, but now that the lantern was lit and helping to keep the wet, damp chamber they found themselves in from being swallowed in total darkness, she appreciated her son’s decision.
The walls all around her pulsed and moved as thundering noises could be heard behind them. They dripped with a viscous liquid which soaked into Ju