In Pine Street houses shudder. The earth trembles. Courtyards and streets crack… Thick black slime rises from the bowels of the earth, bubbling and flooding the surrounding area. And with it—something worse than giant, flesh-eating worms that search for human meat. In search of victims, they crawl into houses, climb through pipes and sewers, fill sinks and toilets.
Cut off from the rest of the world, frightened residents of Pine Street are forced to fight the uninvited guests, because otherwise they won’t live to see morning. But besides the worms there is something far more terrible and far more immense. And it is ominously waiting for its hour.
I want to add that if you can’t overcome the author’s idiocy, then it should be made even worse. The bunnies, the rave, and my voice did it.