The Giatsu
There was a family out camping one wonderful night laughing, eating smor'es, and generally enjoying each others presence. But, somewhere in the forest there was a terrible beast called a Giatsu (jee aht su). It had long, curving claws and wicked sharp fangs making tearing into flesh as easy as a hot knife through butter. That night the Giatsu was out on the hunt and it had found its first kill: the family camping. In the woods it waited with impossible patience for one of the family to get too close so it could snatch them up and eat them. The unlucky victim was the youngest child, a boy named Greg. He had walked into the woods to go to the bathroom, and the Giatsu happened to be right next to the tree he peed on. So when he walked over to the tree, fast as lightning, the Giatsu Sliced Greg's throat killing him instantly and before he even had a chance to scream. Slowly as not to alert anyone else the Giatsu slid the now lifeless Greg into the woods to eat its catch. When it's belly was full the Giatsu threw the remains away and streaked off into the night to finally get some sleep.
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