Meeting Flix: The Conser Lake Monster

The air is crisp and the sky is dark. You and your friend are walking through the woods, a morbid curiosity creeping through your body, a voice comes through the air, “I am called Flix. There are many like me, but I am the one called Flix.”

You look up to see a large shadowy figure and hear boots crashing through the woods as he . . .

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