Musings of Greg, part three.

Sorry about that. We will have no more interruptions!

Ok, so. This is where I need your expert advice. She got up to leave and wasn't listening to me. She walked to the front door and I blocked her way. I just wanted her to listen!

She looked at me, shaking and said if I didn't move out of her way she would scream. I told her to calm down and that she had been very rude. You agree with me right? you invite someone into your home and be as hospitable as possible and they throw it into your face! I mean, what a bitch! She stepped back away from me. I heard a crunch and she had crushed one of my pieces beneath her shoe. I shouted at her and asked her why she did that. There was absolutely no reason to step on Mr Chop. He's the one who gets +6 to damage if, and this is a big if, if he is surrounded by 4 or more goblins.

She started to scream. Really loudly. Someone might have heard. She made a dash for the window, harping and yelling that I was mad. I didn't know what to do, I guess I panicked. I still held the hammer in my hand and the screaming was doing my head in. It was just such a piercing howl you know? made me think of mum.

I walked up to her as she was about to open the window. She turned to face me and I swung the hammer at her head. The silence that came straight after is odd. You'd think you would welcome it but you don't. I heard a crack and she collided with the wall before falling to the ground. She had gotten her blood all up the wall, like some sort of unruly canvas. I stared at her for a bit, thinking about the crack. It was like an egg almost. Haha imagine that, our heads are like eggs and if we break them we can get all the ideas out, like that could be the middle bit with the yolk and stuff.

I've been so stupid, so so stupid. I should have checked it was the blunt side of the hammer. I hit her with the claw bit!

I dragged her to the kitchen and left her there, I didn't think there was any point in stopping the bleeding because there's just so much of it. And well, that's when I emailed you I guess. I don't really know what to do. I need your help, reckon you could come over and help me get rid of them? There's Justin too. I won't tell you what happened to him I think you'd better see this for yourself.

You will help me won't you?

You'd better.