Pulp horror mini novels collection one: 6 stories to make your blood freeze

He smiled and heard the snorting again, where the hell was Wendy, "Hey Wendy better be careful I think we might have wild pigs around here."There was no reply. Tony got his hands up to his chin and tired to unzip the sleeping bag, the zip was stuck fast."Hey Wendy I need a hand with the zip on this god damned sleeping bag it's stuck."Then he saw a shadow appear on the tent as something big walked past. He starred at the shadow no it was a trick of the light on the surface of the tent that was all. A pig could never be that big. The thing outside the tent let out a roar, and the tent was thrown aside with one movement from its mighty tusks. Tony now looked at the giant boar in front of him. He could feel the wetness slipping down his legs as he wet himself, he cried out, but it came out as more of a sob......................