Dog Goblin III: Back to the Roots
Don't say his name yet again... After being the sole survivor of her second encounter with the Dog Goblin in Germany, Charity Copper returns to the small Midwest town where she grew up. Life is slower here... until Charity realises her and the Dog Goblin's past are more connected than she ever realised - and he's not done killing yet! R. 1992.
Hi Mom, so great to see you again!
Oh Charity, we haven't seen you in so long!
But I'm so glad you survived your encounters with that thing with the electric claws.
I just hope I can put that all behind me now. Live a small town, quiet life.
Oh, you built a new pool? I can see the moon reflected in it.
*dog barking*
Aww, who's the little guy?
Oh, he's the little puppy your dad found just last week.
There was a tag around his neck. His name's Goblin.
Dog, Goblin?
Yes, that's right. He's our new dog, Goblin.
Dog Goblin?
No honey. I said he's our dog, Goblin.
<screeching and yelping>
Oh no! How can this keep happening?
<noises of small town pain and death>
| Effet | Valeur | Montant |
|---|---|---|
| Ennui | -16 | ×16 |
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