Escaping my Dragon
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It was the opportunity of a lifetime for this podcaster when I was invited to McMurdo Station, situated in Antarctica, to debunk all the conspiracy theories surrounding that barren wasteland of ice and snow. I’m not a fan of the cold—or the grim captain in charge of babysitting me—but I’m determined to give loyal supporters of my show what they want.
The truth.
It turns out Antarctica does have a secret.
A big one.
I mean, massive, with a tail large enough to knock down mountains and teeth several times the size of me—all the better to satisfy its appetite for flesh. The dragon that has awoken isn’t the cute and cuddly kind, but rather the nightmare version hellbent on destruction, and it’s claimed me as its unwilling servant. Stranded in Antarctica, there is no escaping my dragon, even as my steely-eyed soldier tries his damnedest.
Are we doomed to be amongst its first victims, or will the arrival of four hatchlings and their sire somehow prevent the coming massacre? Given their plan is to try and reason with their very ancient relative, I’d say grab what pleasure you can now because humanity is screwed.
