Okay, so I was wandering down the road the other day, and this weird thing happened, so I thought... "share it with the dA folks", right?

So anyway, I'm walking down the road, and suddenly everything shatters into glass, and this kinda metal-core rock music plays in the background, and next thing I know, I'm standing there with a sword, and there's this big-ass fucking dog across from me. I mean... huge...

So I try to turn and run, but for some reason, I can't move, despite the fact this huge motherfucking beast is coming at me... Go figure. Well, it leaps forward and bites me right in the jugular, which, y all respects should have killed me, but didn't... And this number pops up over my head, "43." I was like, "Holy shit, I'm trapped in a turn-based RPG fight with a big fucking dog."

So I get my turn, and I summon a chew toy, throw it at the dog and run like Hell. What, you're surprised? I'm no fighter! I'm a strategic retreat master, though!