Arbored Revenge

“Wow! Great shot!” exclaimed Rob. “If that old tree were a bear, you’d have killed it deader than it already is.”

“Thanks,” Arnie smiled. “Enough of this target practicing though. I’m ready for the real deal.”

“Yeah, let’s go get ourselves a bear.”

The two men stood, slinging their rifles over their shoulders before starting to walk away.

“Did you hear that?”

“No. Hear what?”

“That wailing sound.”

“No.”

“There it is again.”

“Holy shit!”

“Run!”

But it was too late – the tree fell on them. The coroner would later list the two hunter’s cause of death as an ‘accident.’