[And it probably doesn't help, when the castle's doors open, a US Recon Marine wanders in cautiously.
Sgt. Eric Kocher, of 1st Battalion Recon Marines, 3rd Platoon, was looking pretty dusty, and toting a Colt M1A4 Rifle, currently lowered. The last thing he remembered was dozing off for a second in his humvee, tearing through central Iraq... Next? Well, he was here.
In the hand wrapped around the grip of his rifle is his journal, and the second his eyes land on the spider, the gun is being raised.]
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Sgt. Eric Kocher, of 1st Battalion Recon Marines, 3rd Platoon, was looking pretty dusty, and toting a Colt M1A4 Rifle, currently lowered. The last thing he remembered was dozing off for a second in his humvee, tearing through central Iraq... Next? Well, he was here.
In the hand wrapped around the grip of his rifle is his journal, and the second his eyes land on the spider, the gun is being raised.]
...the fuck?!