Angus's Out of Strike

"There are five humongous blood-red arms with these massive hands," he says. "They're all popping out from different points of the ring on the outsides of the ring, and they're trying to pull a body out of the depths" The crowd has scattered when one of the pillars actually falls inward to the crowd,. which has mostly evacuated at this point, but it lands. You see Angus, who's holding a big pretzel. I spring off of the ropes to grab him. He's wearing a Jeff Angel t-shirt. And I whisper in his ear, fuck your t-shirt."