When they were drilling the tunnel they expected to find nothing more than rocks and dirt.
Instead they found Her.
She'd been asleep beneath the mountain for so long that there weren't even any stories of her floating about in local folklore. She was a total mystery. A sixteen foot tall mystery covered in flaky grey skin and patches of dense fur. Her mouth was full or heavily serrated teeth, all stained deep red.
She learnt our language within an hour and within a day She'd laid out her terms and conditions.
We could finish the tunnel and travel freely as long as She was allowed to eat whenever and whomever She pleased. The alternative was letting Her roam freely which had the potential for murder on a far larger scale than the occasional driver.
So we said yes and let Her kill and eat thousands.
The road on both sides of the tunnel is stained as red as her teeth.
The entire area reeks of something putrid and rotting.
The alternative was worse - we repeat to ourselves when someone else goes missing.
We did The Right Thing.
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