Dental Plan

I know what to do.

Blue aimed its shooter not @ the monster’s eye, not @ its nose, not @ its head, not @ its heart, but @ its 1 tooth hanging downward like a stalactite. After a few misses, Blue finally hit it, shattering it into pieces.

’Course, the monster was stunned in pain. But ’bove that, afterward, it stumbled round with its hands out.

Red looked @ Blue. ¿What?

I remember this on that website, replied Blue. It’s that tooth through which the monster sees the world. Without it, the monster is powerless.


perception, confusion, tooth