— Alan, you wrestled an alligator for me.
— It was a crocodile. Alligators don't have that little fringe on their hind leg. Come on.
— My mistake.

A hunter from the darkest wild makes you feel just like a child.

Beware the ground on which you stand.
The floor is quicker than the sand.

I've seen things you've only seen in your nightmares. Things you can't even imagine. Things you can't even see. There are things that hunt you in the night. Then something screams. Then you hear them eating. And you hope to God that you're not dessert. Afraid? You don't even know what afraid is.