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Killer gran hell

A rollicking rampage of octogenarian revenge, torn flesh, and laser canons.

My grandmother was chopping carrots when it happened. By ‘it’ I of course mean the laser razor ray slicing though the ceiling and into her brain. Oh yes, after that things between me and gran started to get a little, how shall we say… absolute terror shock of murder violence, not to put too fine a point on it. She instantly threw the knife she was holding. It went through the right arm of my Gap t shirt and pinned me to her terrible antique screen. I could see carrot juice still wet on the blade and regretted wearing such a bad t shirt for this unexpectedly exciting scene.

Her campaign of violent retribution has begun. One by one she is out to get each of her grandchildren. Only I can stop her.

Best regards,

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