It wasn't the kind of night you'd expect it to be when this sort of thing happens. It wasn't- It didn't- it was normal, you know? Warm with a cool breeze, the kind of night that gently reminds you that colder seasons are coming, the heat of a summer day giving way to a cool, refreshing night. It was nice, is what I'm saying. Just a nice night. Peaceful, quiet, all that good stuff. I was walking along a fence that marked the edge of a private hunting property, listening to the last crickets and peeper frogs singing their last songs of the season before they slept... Or died. For the crickets at least. It had been a long day at a mindless, soul crushing retail job, and I just wanted to get back to my flat.
Then I noticed that turtle.
Faust
(pet is placeholder for until I get the right one)