(TWENTY-SIX) Gilbert Tubers vs. the Wereninjas of the Assassin Cult

Fantasmagoria

On his trek through the old sewers, Gilbert learned what revenge sounds like: a million fluttering wings.

Gilbert screamed at the top of his lungs, and it echoed through the brick-lined tube as his boots kicked water from filthy puddles. The sewer smelled of cat piss and used diapers. Light dropped down in shafts from metal grates overhead. The nearest l…