The earth shook beneath his feet. There was a rhythm to it. Like 2 giant drums beating in time with each other. He struggled to get up off the ground as the twin suns where blotted out. Day seemed to turn to night. He glanced around behind him and froze. A wave of shear terror sweep over him. The beating stopped. Towering over him was 15 meters of walking killing machine. Bristling from each of its 2 arms were weapons of indescribable power. The death machine slowly raised one of its arms. It pointed its weapon at him. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end as he heard the weapon power up. He began to scream.
Jarred from his sleep. He sat up in bed. It was a dream. A vivid nightmare! He shook his head trying to clear away the memory of the killing machine. Why did he have this nightmare? What had brought it on? Then he remembered. A smile broke across his sleepy face. Soon Titians of Steel would be on sale. Soon he would be a Titan Jock chasing down his enemies.
So too can you. Real soon.
