Page Ninety One: A False Step
In which it pays to look where you’re going. Yes, that’s the same Singlebeeste that devoured her Majesty’s lunch (it has to be, there’s only one.) It has returned! Or rather, it never left. It’s likely been lurking in the undergrowth nursing a burnt tail all this time. (Poor abused tail. First fire, and now clumsy booted intruders.)