Vision In Blue

Stop trying to finish the whole game and use the cheat codes.

I'm writing to you because I'd like to dispel some of the rumours that have been circulated about my species. As a chupacabra I have a great sense of pride about what we have achieved over the years and I'm disappointed that all that is being demeaned by rumours. Firstly our name, and I think that this just goes to show how wonderful the variations in the English language are, as well as unfortunate. Chupacabra to you means goat sucker, how the distinction came into play I don't know but in our dialect it actually means goat herder. This came from our original working nature in the hills herding the wild goats. We were protectors to them in the perilous environments, over the years they have adapted and are much more sure-footed on the rocky terrain. As for our appearance, we are not alien like, we can only assume this came from the science fiction films at the time of our experimental integration. We are essentially a breed of hardy dog. Our skin is not scal...

He woke up. Where was he? How did he get here? His head throbbed, instinctively a hand shot to the pain which only lead to more pain. As his eyes acclimatized to the room he saw a shadowed shape across the room, also laying on the floor. There was no visible movement. Quick, workout what happened. It was too dark to see the details but he could feel stinging on his arms, there was a struggle. His knuckles ached, he must have got at least one good shot in. He could smell perfume. Wait. He'd been in his car, why was he in his car? Why was it such a blur? He inhaled again, and this time he remembered. As fast as his body would let him he scrambled across the cold floor to the shadow that lay there. As he bent closer he could smell the perfume, and now he could see the blonde hair tumbling into the dirty puddles. She was breathing calmly for now, when she woke up that wouldn't be the case. There was a tiny amount of light coming into the room, he looked towards it and saw a pat...